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Rat Race
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rat Race was released on August 22, 2025 by Envyus as a part of the album From the Grave: B-Sides
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Release DateAugust 22, 2025
LabelEnvyus
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Envyus
Envyus
Vocals
PM Annon
PM Annon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew McKnight
Matthew McKnight
Songwriter
Bryant Jackson
Bryant Jackson
Songwriter
Trevor Kellejian
Trevor Kellejian
Songwriter
Logan Douglas Richardson
Logan Douglas Richardson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brevanti
Brevanti
Producer

Lyrics

Baby lean on back and get to stripping like a drag race
I need a distraction from this life we live, a rat race
The high life living low life of this city, I'm in bad shape
I hope he tries to cross me on the off chance it's a bad day
I ain't got no mercy for you pussies, I ain't Kanye
But trust me that the music's good, they fuck with me the long way
I been bumping Florence, rocking bruises from my dog days
You won't make it, dreams don't change shit, yeah that's what they all say
K'd up out my face
These drugs got a bitter taste
Yeah success is bitter sweet
Til you hit a mil a day
Made it out of little league
Now the hits are Babe Ruth, MLB
Can't get rid of me
Got 'em sick, I'm COVID-19
Yeah that Rover's pricey
But bulletproof's not likely
My bullets like to sight see
Leave him Pisa with a slight lean
You know ain't no time free
My feature is a slight fee
Cause there ain't no one like me
No matter who it might be
Aye, running this track for gold
You don't know shit about cracking that code
You don't know shit about hitting that mode
You don't know shit about breaking that mold
You a good boy just do what you told
Got dealt a shit hand with an ace in the sleeve
But with words like these I'm an ace in the hole
I can paint a god with them that an atheist sees
Like woah
Baby lean on back and get to stripping like a drag race
I need a distraction from this life we live, a rat race
The high life living low life of this city, I'm in bad shape
I hope he tries to cross me on the off chance it's a bad day
I ain't got no mercy for you pussies, I ain't Kanye
But trust me that the music's good, they fuck with me the long way
I been bumping Florence, rocking bruises from my dog days
You won't make it, dreams don't change shit
You don't know the feeling of succeeding
You would rather look for validation from your camp
They gauge it off other local **** who do it again
If every smaller artist started heating up and joining hands
You still couldn't make a diamond simply out of grains of sand
I see through the group chats y'all be sharing tryna keep a trend
Your piece in the clubs twerking
I keep all my peace within
Piece me up before you end up witnessing a slight of hand
Better play your cards right
Or you'll end up left in a jam
This that God body talk
You cannot stop me
Two seats in Ferrari
Playing Toosie in Ferraris
Roll up on somebody
Cruising really keeping pace
Someday you gone see the snakes
Especially in a-
Written by: Bryant Jackson, Logan Douglas Richardson, Matthew McKnight, Trevor Kellejian
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