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8K
Hip-Hop/Rap
8K was released on July 25, 2025 by down bad records as a part of the album The Friends I Lost Along the Way
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Release DateJuly 25, 2025
Labeldown bad records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matthew Christopher Vero
Matthew Christopher Vero
Rap
Joshua Reid Robins
Joshua Reid Robins
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Christopher Vero
Matthew Christopher Vero
Songwriter
Joshua Reid Robins
Joshua Reid Robins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joshua Reid Robins
Joshua Reid Robins
Executive Producer

Lyrics

I don't need nothing from you
Just give me my respect
Let me take you back for a sec, my
Bitch bitch bitch
Acting shady, chick chick chick
Clock is steady, tick tick tick
Praying all I ever hear around me is that six six six
But I'm too slick for this shit
Finna drop the bomb the fuse is lit lit lit
They took my dog I'm 'bout to fuck around and go John
Wick wick wick
God damn, man
Yeah
The kicks are fresher, mixes better
Patent leather, bass and treble
Turning all the way up, so what's up
I'm living in 8k
White sand, and palm tree vacays
The story's written for me
Sit back and let the tape play
I'm becoming what I used to make
Fun of
A hype beast, raps hard as the concrete, that connects these streets
Measure my drip by the litre
I just chill in first place and kick my feet up
Got 2 10's in the car, I ain't talking 'bout speakers
But that's not important
I just hop in the whip and drift corners
Ripping through intersections
Adjust the rear view if there's red and blue in reflections
Even my personal trainer hates when I'm flexing
I need an extendo at studio sessions
Y'all been switching on me like you playing Nintendo
I ain't playing pretend dough
I just murder these beats, retire mics as mementos
Did y'all get the message
I just SMH at your SMS'
Lost some time to depression
Took a break for a second
Now I'm recharged like Tesla's
I'm a phenom, a legend
Undertaking the pressure
You know that pressure make diamonds
Been revving my engine so much
My carbon emissions single-handily changing the climate
The kicks are fresher, mixes better
Patent leather, bass and treble
Turning all the way up, so what's up
I'm living in 8k
White sand, and palm tree vacays
The story's written for me
Sit back and let the tape play
Time to bet on myself
Rolling dice like DND
Grab the mic and rock it like I'm PNB
Drop the bomb like TNT
You'd swear I'm G-O-D
The way my boys believe in me
Special set of skills, like I'm Liam Neeson
Yeah it's Down Bad season
Truth be told if I'm looking for peace and my man's got beef
I got my brothers' backs so y'all cannot compete
I double down my financials cause nothings free
Until somebody cancels me
You just chasing after the bread like Hansel G
So much drip I had to spill the tea
Catch me on the wrong day you might catch a stray
Until I drop the Friends I Lost Along the Way
The Stone Island compass guiding me all day
Backwood roaches in the ash tray
How Sway
My enemies like Thanos, they just fade away
And then I sing amazing grace
I'm Gretzky on a breakaway
I'm icy like a tennis chain
She lost her mans, we linking straight away
Bout my bills like Beta Ray
I'm crazy with the flows I'm 'bout to go insane today
The kicks are fresher, mixes better
Patent leather, bass and treble
Turning all the way up, so what's up
I'm living in 8k
White sand, and palm tree vacays
The story's written for me
Sit back and let the tape play
Okay okay, I'm back up on my grind
Y'all chill on the sidelines
I told you this my time
No tick tock on the wrist watch
When I throw a fit on, they duet the fits dog
The truest no fibs dog, no losses all wins dog
The unforgivable, un-fuck-wit-able
I am the one cause the bags just ain't divisible
Got 'em all so sick of me now
They all tried phasing me out
They tried throwing roses after they put me in the ground
But I guess I just stuck around
So I guess you fuck with me now
Yeah I been popping since hours
Yeah they loving be the sound
So much they biting it now
If it ain't trash I might allow it
Yeah let's be real though
You know
I'm living in 8K, uh
No matter what they say, uh
Just like the station, yeah
You know that I get play, uh
But I never get played, uh
See I am the playmaker
Run that back, Josh, run that back
I'm living in 8K
HDMI in my DNA
It'd make you sick if you saw how much I pay CRA
Might just have to relocate
Me and my amigos break it down like some amino acids
My chick thick don't need no plastic
Ego going wild, C notes stacking higher
Introspective, going deep this time
Little birdies on the block chirping
Gotta keep an eagle eye
That's why I been cutting ties
That's why I'm on demon time
Hate for me been on the rise
Can't say I'm surprised
They be quick to tell you pick a side
But they're fickle, so they switch it right
My circle been getting tight, yeah
Me myself and I
This for everyone down to ride on day one that gotta die
Written by: Joshua Reid Robins, Matthew Christopher Vero
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