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Poured Up
Hip-Hop/Rap
Poured Up was released on April 7, 2025 by Get Money Entertainment as a part of the album Poured Up - Single
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Release DateApril 7, 2025
LabelGet Money Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TrizzyyGm
TrizzyyGm
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Westley Wright
Westley Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rollie
Rollie
Producer

Lyrics

Sometimes I wonder why nobody call to see how I'm feelin
I done been through hell and back, the streets done made me a villain
Told my mama that I'm sorry cause her baby been sinnin
I did this shit all on my own, that's why a young **** winnin
And when I break lil mama back, I'm in her ocean, I'm swimmin
**** cappin' for the net, they ain't never been spinnin
Had to run my money up, I stacked up double the digits
And if I ever make it out, I'm sellin' all of my tickets
**** actin' like they gang, but they can never hang
I get grimy, we so slimy, finna take me a chain
And if you ever try to press me, I'll go out with a bang
Seven-six-twos up in this Drac, finna hit a **** brain
We get crazy in the field, bitch
Ridin' through the city, tryna go and catch a kill quick
**** actin' like they gangsta, but they never ever spill shit
I'm hella high, I'm in the sky, got a **** feelin' real sick
When we steppin' to the club, everybody poured up
Got a baddie tryna eat my dick, I think this bitch from Pornhub
Better watch how you be stepping before I make you scrub my shoes
Had to learn from all my L's, now a **** never lose
My ex bitch, yea she did bad, she try to play me out
Stupid bitch, you a dummy, you could never snake me out
I been the biggest in this shit, so they tryna take me out
I'm a blackballed, but I'ma make it, I been grindin' on this route
Young **** tryna stack his money up to the sky
I remember all them nights a **** wanted to cry
I told my people I'ma do it even if it ain't right
Bitch, I'm aimin' for the stars, I'ma shine real bright
I been carryin' my name to a brand new height
**** steady flexin' guns, never tryna fight
But we them ****, if you act up, we gon' make you think twice
And when I up the Glock, them pussy **** get up out my sight
**** fake, they got hella spite
They envy me, but I'm tryna shine
Just a young **** stayin' on the grind
Came from the jungle, so it's kill to survive
Written by: Westley Wright
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