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G.K.M
15
Hip-Hop/Rap
G.K.M was released on March 25, 2025 by Panic Zone Music as a part of the album The Lost Tape
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Release DateMarch 25, 2025
LabelPanic Zone Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yelloepzm
Yelloepzm
Performer
LaMarcus Francois
LaMarcus Francois
Rap
sixfourbeatz
sixfourbeatz
Drum Machine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LaMarcus Francois
LaMarcus Francois
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
sixfourbeatz
sixfourbeatz
Producer

Lyrics

I don’t wanna click up wit these **** these **** bitches
I’m feeling dizzy bitch yall know who really spinnin
Still outside you know I’m posted in the trenches
Watching for enemies and the ones who say they wit me
Talk bout my city im the one you gotta mention
Convicted felon Can’t be roun weapons still got it wit me
If these **** wan live in peace they gotta kill me
If these **** wan live in peace they gotta kill me
It be the same **** roun you playing friendly that really envy
That’s why I only fuck with a few cause **** more bitches than these women
They be smiling in ya face ya turn ya back these **** grimace
They ain’t got the heart to do it so they hope another **** kill ya
When they talk I pay attention
To every detail every sentence every facial expression every body movement
cause you’ll be sad if ya didn’t
**** never will be at my second line or my repass doing the griddy
I’ll never go out like Raheem you bitch **** ain’t bishop
**** mad at me cause I hustle hard and my face good Ina trenches
Even though I know it’s risky I still pop out when it’s tension
I know killers in different cities
come to ya location if I pin it
I ain’t gotta pay them a penny
Cause they know yelloe a realist
It’s a lot of shit I can’t mention
Just know god is my witness
I beg lord for forgiveness cause a lot of times I be trippin
Glock 23 like Jordan hold 33 like pippen
Hold it with the left like harden
From long range it’s a clipper
Before I ever had a Glock I was holding court with a smiffin
Wesson revolver tryna fry **** like chicken
You **** ain’t really living murda ya never witness
Murda ya never did it when brains bust and they twitchin
Relaxed muscles and shitting you act tough shit get wicked
We pack up in a civic we mask up and we spinnin
Been shot on a few occasions for my ending the was wishing
I was right back to the spinning wit open wounds like fuck healing
Had sells calling my phone I left it home like fuck business
I’m tryna start a graveyard **** fuck a truck business
Jump out a truck bed on they block and bust 50
Ain’t nothing in the world I hate more than you fuck ****
I don’t wanna click up wit these **** these **** bitches
I’m feeling dizzy bitch yall know who really spinnin
Still outside you know I’m posted in the trenches
Watching for enemies and the ones who say they wit me
Talk bout my city im the one you gotta mention
Convicted felon Can’t be roun weapons still got it wit me
If these **** wan live in peace they gotta kill me
If these **** wan live in peace they gotta kill me
Written by: LaMarcus Francois
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