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All Madden
Hip-Hop/Rap
All Madden was released on June 16, 2025 by 2271659 Records DK as a part of the album New Timing
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Release DateJune 16, 2025
Label2271659 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM133

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Cah
Yung Cah
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CAHLI
CAHLI
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cahli Brown
Cahli Brown
Producer

Lyrics

Demon time, no time to waste, I'm with the reaper, take your face
Bro tap buttons on your block and send somewhere to outer space
Fuckin' bitches, gettin' guap, come to that bread, I make her wait
Left the country, contraband like, how I move through TSA?
These **** pray and hope I fall, ain't wanna see me go and take it
Opps be talking on the Gram, them choppa bullets make em' shake
If you really want them problems **** I'm gon' grab the Drac
Hella cash that I been gettin, told my bro to grab the safe
My life or yours, my people love me **** I can't die today
Ain't buyin' shit for that lil' bitch, I clap on shit without no date
**** coming through with pole, stand over, they gon' tag ya fate
She keep sayin' I'm the goat, said she ain't seen some' real as me
These **** talk and they gon' run, we pin em, WWE
**** snitching on the gang then shit got ugly in a week
I ain't fucking wit' these ****, ain't tryin' talk, don't wanna speak
**** running to the cops, I'm like we finna drop the beef
I'ma slide, you get that side so he can't run from us
And broski crazy, when he catch em, drop 100 plus
And bitch we sliding at them functions, fuck the summer up
These **** sitting on they ass, ain't tryin' to run it up
Bitch bad, got fat ass, she got the turkey butt
**** on the net, they talkin' crazy, ain't think they would get touched
I feel like Dame when I got the ball, I'm gon' give **** buckets
And don't be loafing round' the way, ain't got shit to discuss
I make shit hard for all these **** like I'm All Madden
You thought your bro was 10 toes down, but they be really cappin
It's Eight O'Clock, I just woke up, already started rapping
And if it's something that I want, you know I gotta have it
These **** lazy, don't do shit, I make that money, stack it
Dunk on these ****, I'm in my prime like Shaq was on the magic
And if you thought we gon' let you slide, we don't give out no passes
We catch that boy and he gon' die, the way he did so tragic
So many tears I had to drop I turned into the villain
And when you missing shit that's gone, I swear it's hard to deal with
These **** popped, ain't touch a band and can't describe the feeling
I need Promethazine so when I die, no I won't feel it
I'm smoking Dodie to the face, this fat shit might just heal me
And when I'm draggin, she said I'm fine, already know I shitted
She fuck wit' Cah, seen how I'm living now she want me to kill it
**** think they P, like, no they didn't
Send a **** straight to the ceiling
Uh, bitch
Bitch, bitch bitch
Yung Cah
Written by: Cahli Brown
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