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Draft Pick
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Draft Pick was released on March 21, 2025 by 5134724 Records DK as a part of the album Behind The Mask - EP
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Release DateMarch 21, 2025
Label5134724 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DeAndre Gordon
DeAndre Gordon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DeAndre Gordon
DeAndre Gordon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ChumzBeatz
ChumzBeatz
Producer

Lyrics

Long live King Sav, Ball out for Rock
Four Block C-O-A shit, **** know the fucking vibes
Shit music from the heart
Move
Like
Lately I been crashing
Feelings turning violent
Got me questioning my actions
Gripping on a knocka
Put emotions in a ratchet
Ballin out for savage
**** want the smoke
I swear to god that he can have it
Vet up on the block
I think a **** got his matsters
Stay up on my shit
So **** know that we ain't kappin
Tell me love is evil
When you look and spell it backwards
Hiding all my feelings
Roll my shit up in a backwood
Shit is getting Krazy
Lately I been fishing
Got me sliding wid the navy
All my dogs is vicious
Hollow bite him
He catch rabies
Got me playing point
And all these fouls
Is realy flagrent
**** coppin pleas
I swear to god
That he can save it
Running from my demons
Popping perks to keep me sane
Seeing all these faces
Tryna sleep just ain't same
Balling out for savage
**** tryna put in pain
Lil brody shooting
Tryna focus on his aim
Moving like a renegade
Always on the center page
All these opps is pussy
I Ain't giving out my energy
Momma always told me
That the streets will be the death of me
Out here cooking ****
Like I really got the recipe
Yea a **** wid it
Heavy on the sliding
I been tryna duck a sentence
**** took my brother
I ain't giving no forgiveness
Sliding through the fifth
I'm tryna leave a **** limping
Gave up on these bitches
You can never catch me simping
All these **** talking
But who really fucking listen
Youngins really widling
Free my **** off a misson
Drop another L
Then my **** get him missing
Pull up wid a shiestey
I can never leave a witness
Up it then we clicking
10 left in the clip
I gotta shoot it Till it finish
Park up on 140
Wid a knocker in the tinited
They don't get the picture
Less we cropping out the image
All these **** hating
But they boppin to the rhythm
**** out here lurking
Gotta keep it in my denims
Lost so many ****
Boy I swear I got no feelings
I been out here grinding
Tryna make it to the finish
Demon from a younging
Judges lable me a menace
See my body different
Playing like a rookie
I been tryna get my hits in
**** caught me lacking
Had they chance
Until I clicked it
Ain't no tossing knocka
Boy these bitches get expensive
Brody bought a glock
You know my **** play defensive
Can't forget the nights
That We was wildling
Hoppin fences
Music from the heart
I know these **** get the message
I been in the dark
Depression teaching me a lesson
Shit all on my mental
Think a **** need a reverend
Like, I think a **** need a reverend
Like, I think a **** need a
Glahh Glahh Glahh
L G M
Written by: DeAndre Gordon
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