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Authentic
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Authentic was released on June 27, 2025 by #Boyz Entertainment LLC / EMPIRE as a part of the album Like Mike
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Release DateJune 27, 2025
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RMC Mike
RMC Mike
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Lee Smith
Michael Lee Smith
Songwriter
Dwayne William Moore
Dwayne William Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wayne616
Wayne616
Producer
RellOnTheTrack
RellOnTheTrack
Producer
Skyler Gibbons
Skyler Gibbons
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(It's a Wayne beat)
Bitch
Yeah
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
Hey, hey, I gotta stop poppin'
These perks got a real problem
And I only want the pay if it sealed proper
I get this shit from A.T., she a real doctor
I hit his ass close range, let him feel copper
A rocky yellow servin' green like a Oregon duck
This my third ho' this week and still got more to fuck
I was trappin' out a bando that was boarded up
You tryna match up for 'em, more, ****, pour it up
That's a eight, another eight, we done po'ed to brick
You cinchin' on your own fam, boy, you bold as shit
Got on two hundred worth of ice, I'm cold as shit
I can teach you how to work a fully, control the wrist
Every day I'm chasin' paper, I need all of it
I got a pint, Ree got a pint, we drinkin' all of it
If you can locate the drink, hit the call button
All them **** sayin' they got the bag, but they all bluffin'
Catch me ridin' Ocean Drive with the top off
Huh, he ain't got the Rousseline, that's a knock off
I been itchin' for a body, gon' and pop off
I sold this shit the hard way, ****, not soft
Hung 'em, had a blowhouse right down the street
And if you got some hard heads, send 'em down to me
I'm kinda accurate with this case, so who down to see?
I hit a four point play and we down by three
Let me check my AP, we on real **** time
I wanna see my fam all the time, but I'm grindin'
Bro, we really made it out the mud, now we shinin'
Put in hard work and you can tell from all these diamonds
Huh, I know they bright, right?
Real VVS's, you can use 'em as a night light
The first time I ever took a thirty, I went night-night
Come on down, you the winner if the price right
You wanna slab, couple bowls, and some ice, right?
I don't babysit, I teach the kids how to fight fight
I raise this bitch to twelve o'clock, this the bike life
Lane got me on the ropes, it's a tight fight
Crib bigger than a bitch, I done got lost in it
Bro be trippin' with that chopper like he autistic
I got some red from 2012, this shit authentic
If you got a plug on this shit, then we can talk business
Shit, I'm buyin' everything if it's all vintage
Fifty Cal hit his ass, knock off a small pigment
Not really worried 'bout the hoes, but they all picket
I got some dogs bitin' hard, yeah, they all vicious
Written by: Dwayne William Moore, Michael Lee Smith
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