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FIREMAN
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Hip-Hop/Rap
FIREMAN was released on June 13, 2025 by The Gambler's Circle LLC as a part of the album Nowhere to Run
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Release DateJune 13, 2025
LabelThe Gambler's Circle LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dantrell O'Neal Jr
Dantrell O'Neal Jr
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dantrell O'Neal Jr
Dantrell O'Neal Jr
Songwriter
Ryan Powell
Ryan Powell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Powell
Ryan Powell
Producer
Jamal Spradlin
Jamal Spradlin
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Well RIP to Drilla know I miss you dearly
I'm shouting to the heavens hope that you can hear me
Tears falling down my eyes flowing like a river
Wanna give up but my OG never raised a quitter
Back in elementary I thrived on misery, my folks ain't never knew the inside was killing me
But we don't talk about it, ain't acting soft about it
To sulk in sadness luxury and it'll cost you bout it
How taxing, rather yet expensive
Urges are vindictive with you laying in intensive
Told us not to break the rules yeah you know we bent em, laws mean nothing where I'm from it's referendum
Chip on my shoulder, weighs like a thousand boulders
Am I seeing any growth as I continue growing older
I express my hurt my daddy said remain a soldier, **** dis the walks of a man don't see a stroller
Keep composure
Eyes up and stay poised, what is you a bitch or something ain't no little boys
Got it off the muscle Schwarzenegger with the roids, chasing after purpose and I'm tryna fill a void
Paranoid
Pair of dices fall from hand, rolls on the ground like the sight of fallen man
Seven days a week to touch the sky, or fall and land
Here go my emotions I'm just tryna stall again and hold it all in
Uh
Never bend, break, folded, we'll bloom soon cause we knew dat we was roses
Runnin' on fumes, but we knowing dat we chosen
It'll happen soon we'll land on the moon a different galaxy
I shut my eyes tight and still see them thangs vividly
She who lost her life that fatal night she still visit me
Locked in daily but they still can't imprison me, seein' what i'm sayin I decide to let them visions speak
Hopeless fuckin' life we seek solution feel it's not no way
Ask me how I feel, what you gon' do if I'm not okay
Trouble like a block away, and I need dat pronto pay
Just to move further, I'm disturbed everytime I lay
Help me Jesus Christ I'm in a crisis, all these sacrifices yet my life been feelin' lifeless
Not too many vices, but pussy and music, surely both them come with prices
I ask just why It's like this, it hurt for me to write this
Crampin' writing hand
Everytime I fail reevaluate my plight again, can't take no more L's I see victory in my sight again
Why I always dwell on what could've and what might've been, **** ain't no duckin from dem flames I'm dat FIREMAN
Pick a match wit me and you might burn something ****, take dis shit from me hey you might learn something killa
Don't work up in dis life you don't deserve nothin'
Wise sermons, purge something, feel dat urge comin'
POOF
Written by: Dantrell O'Neal Jr, Ryan Powell
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