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RW 5ive & Yksteexy

identity

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Hip-Hop/Rap

identity was released on March 28, 2025 by Winners Independent Network as a part of the album North

Song Details

AlbumNorth

Release DateMarch 28, 2025

LabelWinners Independent Network

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM80

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

RW 5ive

Performer

Yksteexy

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

LaBrandon Preston Jr

LaBrandon Preston Jr

Songwriter

Artin Jones

Songwriter

Richard Stevenson III

Richard Stevenson III

Composer

Thomas Crimeni

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

G. "Fly" Henry

Executive Producer

Slickda3rd

Producer

T9C

Producer

Lyrics

BABYROW

Let’s go

In the booth right now and I'm on my...

ON MY BABYROW

5YK

Let's go

Me and gang we just 3 deep on the south

DB tryna look for take downs,

I really went miles morales

This ain’t no game just don’t get shakedown

I don’t know when these boys start dropping they nut,

But they know way better than to play round

2022, I was in for when they had ARP in the sprayground

I don’t know the feelings to be under a thot

I had’ em going on my myspace

Hit it when I want now cause what I got

Don’t let me take her back to my place

Everybody going, can’t come round da bros

I don’t want them knowing who I date

It ain’t my fault that you fake,

Stop trying to make that ruin my day

Fake love, won’t let it bypass

I hope bro get hell

Nothing to my name these days i’m repping thigh pad

Never wanna buck on this 5YK on cam grey he getting shot at

Facts, this calls from down the road,

I get back to’ em

I gotta get back with’em

Tell them boys' bout what they say in they song

it’s that simple

Yeah

In my free time, i’m not worried bout none of them boys

Tryna put tation on my wrist like all aboard

I got quagen in my piss I keep on pouring

Put my hand on her mouth when I hit, like what’s that noise

How you let opp and them get one up ain’t get none back (Yeah)

Pain run deep through all my veins and my adlibs

I get deep inside my thoughts when I think about last year

Before this fame and all this money when I ain’t have them

Before my people were mad at me that I asked a bad note

Wish I could back before I sipped on Quagen

It’s not the same my life my life done changed

To when I crashed doing dej

It hurt my heart, bro got no bond, they got him all

on bagels

Light fading to black got a lot in common, I just gotta a face

I’m trying to get high as I can

I’m really trying to ruin them boys

I can’t even trust them again

All that hate, envy, and all that dumb shit

get all under my skin

I tend to love my life, I love my family, I don’t wanna end

I don’t feel good feel the same pain whenever my grandma aching

So many type of people inside the world, but I don’t do the fake

How the fuck you my mans tell another man you tryna to put me on paper

I can thug it out did it on my own ****

i’m not tryna marry, im tryna go tone in it

How the fuck you gon do me bad,

And I was tryna throw some love in it

And all the bros, was what it was

Don’t see nothing but crushed smiles

I had G- L -O- C- K on me, at B Ro birthday

One day they’ll learn I don’t care about chemistry

Don’t envy me, so lost up in epiphany

Being lost somewhere in Italy

Saying Jah got me a villa mi

Foreign shit giving identity

I just want what’s on your shoulders

From Atlanta where it get colder

Tryna bounce out on yo team

It get martyr around you over

I might kill me singing over

I got candy in my soda

I might go somewhere cause I be wondering

What’s gon happen when its over

YK

Me and gang we just 3 deep on the south

DB tryna look for take downs,

I really went miles morales

This ain’t no game just don’t get shakedown

I don’t know when these boys start dropping they nut,

But they know way better than to play round

2022, I was in for when they had ARP in the sprayground

I don’t know the feelings to be under a thot

I had’ em going on my myspace

Hit it when I want now cause what I got

Don’t let me take her back to my place

Everybody going, can’t come round da bros

I don’t want them knowing who I date

It ain’t my fault that you fake,

Stop trying to make that ruin my day

Fake love, won’t let it bypass

I hope bro get hell

Nothing to my name these days i’m repping thigh pad

Never wanna buck on this 5YK on cam grey he getting shot at

Facts, this calls from down the road,

I get back to’ em

I gotta get back with’em

Tell them boys bout what they say in they song

it’s that simple

Yeah

In my free time, i’m not worried bout none them boys

Tryna put tation on my wrist like all aboard

I got quagen in my piss I keep on pouring

Put my hand on her mouth when I hit, like what’s that noise

How you let opp and them get one up ain’t get none back (Yeah)

Written by: Artin Jones, LaBrandon Preston Jr, Richard Stevenson III, Thomas Crimeni

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