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254
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Hip-Hop/Rap
254 was released on August 8, 2025 by Hivi Records as a part of the album Last Days of Summer - EP
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Release DateAugust 8, 2025
LabelHivi Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Komanii
Komanii
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Komanii Mahinda
Mark Komanii Mahinda
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Komanii Mahinda
Mark Komanii Mahinda
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I grew up in the 254 where the sun gon burn if don’t got tan
**** wanna call me the chief of the east
But even in the south i’m the head of my klan
Packed up my bags and said bye to the broski
Life was moving kinda slowly
Only my vision was keeping me going
I had protect it real closely
Sometimes we looking for outs
Buried my Demons and look at me now
Washed away all of my doubts
Running the stage and we pulling the crowds
I was the chief of the south
Sharing my stories from mouth to mouth
Up in the mountain they call it McLeod
Water my people we over the drought
I had to break it down
Shape it up
Move around furniture
then I could change it up
Don’t mess with people
Who acting real shady and moving real fakely no I cannot make it up
So never bite the hand that feeds you
Know some people moving evil
Selfish and your heart is see through
I levelled up to a new view, new view
I grew up in the 254 where the sun gon burn if don’t got tan
**** wanna call me the chief of the east
But even in the south i’m the head of my klan
Packed up my bags and said bye to the broski
Life was moving kinda slowly
Only my vision was keeping me going
I had protect it real closely
check in on your homies when you feeling top
we sipping on bacardi but the party don’t stop
drowning at the bottom of a bottle
when you feeling like your throttle
is already in the sorrow
i remember i was just a **** with the locs
but now i got the keys to the kingdom unlocked
hit up my phone but your number be blocked
sit on the throne i’m the next on top
bury my Demons down into the dark
we rhyming in couplet like noah and ark
only my ****, my family and the government be calling me mark
fuck if you feel me you ain’t got no choice
made under pressure but still got this voice
i never needed an angel investor
all of my diamonds are made under pressure
woah
goddam
you killed that shit my ****
stay winning
Written by: Mark Komanii Mahinda
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