Antonio Tuttle - Nicholas Craven & Boldy James: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Nicholas Craven & Boldy James

Antonio Tuttle

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Antonio Tuttle was released on July 11, 2025 by Nicholas Craven Productions as a part of the album Late to My Own Funeral

Song Details

AlbumLate to My Own Funeral

Release DateJuly 11, 2025

LabelNicholas Craven Productions

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM85

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Nicholas Craven

Nicholas Craven

Programming

Boldy James

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Nicholas Craven

Nicholas Craven

Songwriter

Boldy James

Lyrics

James Clay Jones III

James Clay Jones III

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Nicholas Craven

Nicholas Craven

Producer

Roberto Viglione

Roberto Viglione

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

This shit forever, what else, homie? You know that

Two-two-seven the Mafia

Got a lot of repentin' to do, ****, pray for me

Hope I make it to Heaven, you know?

All this shit we done did, gang

It ain't no trespassin', ducked all the face masks and chess-passers

One time I almost got hit in my shit but Swali kept blastin'

Nine rounds, knowin' that that heat will never wind down

Let me find out where **** be at, I'ma finna slide down

Five pounds of pressure, all it take to pull that trigger back

Blocks slappin' so hard, ain't shit to get a **** fapped

Never underattend, strippin' get your killer splat

Brain splattered all over the pavement, it's a rental's wrap (Let's get it)

I been adapted to my habitat, you gotta love it

All the drug dealin' and the drillin', I'm a product of it (Uh-huh)

When it come to discussin' cheddy, I'm the topic of it

Black box on the glizzy with a fifty on the bottom of it

Get right in broad daylight, they know they got it comin'

Bet one of us, if not all of us, got it if we out in public

Ain't gotta tuck it, know what I'm doin' if I gotta up it

Shout to my youngin, he gon' blow it like he got the trumpet

Let's get it

Ever slept with a snake?

Looked in the eyes and stared death in the face?

Faces of death, F on my waist, ain't got no cases to catch

Pay my respects, **** never was safe

I came to collect, but can't escape when I'm afraid to accept

Nevertheless, a **** kept it in place

Took it to stride, got me thinkin', "Maybe I'm next"

Instead I've been chamberin', dangled with the angel of death

With one in the head

Yeah, empty the drum in yo' dreads

Playin' roulette with Russian K's 'cause they shoot quicker

Same **** throwin' up treys in my school picture

BS to the Bay, had to sell yay to cop some new kickers

Got two sisters, different mothers, one full-blooded

Fully loaded chop'll leave a **** whole hood flooded

Don't make me part the Red Sea, new AR XD

Blackout on the Drac' and escalate, don't wanna test me

Let's see who really on that time, type in hindsight

Chirps clean as chlorine, my wrist look like a Klondike

Long live Diamond, it's Mr. Two Pots Jammin'

Servin' all these pops 'cause the work whiter than Knots Landin'

Gave my jeweler a honeybun and made my charm special

Weed so strong, shit hit like it wanna arm wrestle

Everything within arm's reach, that mean it's touchable

You see me with my hand out, I was servin' up a clux of blow, ****

Ever slept with a snake?

Looked in the eyes and stared death in the face?

Faces of death, F on my waist, ain't got no cases to catch

Pay my respects, **** never was safe

I came to collect, but can't escape when I'm afraid to accept

Nevertheless, a **** kept it in place

Took it to stride, got me thinkin', "Maybe I'm next"

Instead I've been chamberin', dangled with the angel of death

With one in the head

Written by: James Clay Jones III, Nicholas Craven

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