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Two Faced
6,594
Hip-Hop/Rap
Two Faced was released on July 18, 2025 by Rebel/gamma. as a part of the album Rockstar Junkie
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Release DateJuly 18, 2025
LabelRebel/gamma.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loe Shimmy
Loe Shimmy
Vocals
YTB Fatt
YTB Fatt
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shamar Cox
Shamar Cox
Songwriter
Cavon Deshawn Paige
Cavon Deshawn Paige
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
808 Nate
Mixing Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
klutchfrenchie
klutchfrenchie
Producer
Dextah
Dextah
Producer
Gogo Charlie
Gogo Charlie
Producer
6Jugg
6Jugg
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Lets Get It
Zombie in that bullet proof wit dirty semi
Ain’t never play wit me and live these **** all lies
Foxes in that Track Hawk not no fucking Hemi
I get you hit around the world because this Mob Ties
Beat it up to sleep that's only if you let me
Just let the Zombie take the lead I eat it up alive
Pull up on the scene inside that brand new Bentley
And only pretty bitch and killers jump inside the ride
Since you wanna get naughty I punish you
They want war with the Zombie it's time to dance
Won’t believe what this money and power do
Any bitch that I want coming out them pants
She so sweet honey glazed just like Winnie Pooh
Wanna hit Nikki Beach just to get a tan
He ain’t bust down your wrist buy new bags for you
How you say that’s your man I don’t understand
Get you AP baby blow my whole advance
Hunnid at the jeweler fifty both my hand
Clutching on my switchy but it’s just my fans
Since Nardy left you just been out here taking hard drugs
Take off in that rocket still ain’t never land
Just two hundred K away from M&M
I just spent a ten on Louis denim man
They turnt they back but it's my fault for trying to buy love
Oohh
Lieutenant Z keep sending blitzes like he Biden
The tank on full so get on top and come and ride them
Get thirty just to hit the stage make sure it's Paid in Full
She tell me put my gun away don’t like no violence
I kill that pussy leave the scene when I hear sirens
I swing the stick like a guitar I play the violence
Just had to vent don’t want no fame ain’t know I’ll be a rapper
I press these Perkys sell a thousand of em to the Pastor
Head nappy gun showin baggie clothes
She still gave me the pussy
This shit I just overcame they ain’t have a choice
Make me Big Homie
If the price where I'm from it’s mandatory
They sleep in ya in bushes
I got **** that drop they guns with buttons and pick up butchers
Free them
Half my **** and some my aunties got sum in common
They love cooking
About my fucking name I got **** that’s ready to line ya
And do a twenty
She find a family bitch strip for gold
Went to sleep jewelry show and she gone
I ain’t gone lie I ain’t got love for Holmes
I ain’t gone lie I got love for hoes
You ain’t good for my soul bitch roll
Free Shiesty Fox wiped his nose
Hit everybody fuck it kill the code
I let my hoes spend the night in my clothes
Every fucking show I do before I done brought my crew
Wham Whammy
I put Cheez on one dude
My Z done killed they whole crew
Everytime they said they hit at me
That shit was old news
**** cap everytime
These **** watch my page they watch my hoes too
I just can’t get enough of ****
I just can’t get rid of these ****
Lil bro num got a box of switches
I just bought a box of Lemonds
Fuck you boy I can’t pop it with you
He ain’t never see some pimpin
I got homeboys rich off pussy
The done pimp the meanest women
The opps wanna show love fuck em
Being a player don’t run in your blood for nothing
Shots fired then leave the club for plucking
Where I'm from they’ll kill your blood
Brudda and cousin
Written by: Cavon Deshawn Paige, Shamar Cox
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