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Federal
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
Federal was released on August 19, 2025 by Rennavation Studios as a part of the album Bars Exam
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Release DateAugust 19, 2025
LabelRennavation Studios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM136

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joe Rez
Joe Rez
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Jones
Joseph Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Lancellotti
Nick Lancellotti
Producer

Lyrics

Hop in the whip and I pop on a tune
Headed to court I'm a suit
Only one artist I wanna put on at that point
Joe — absolute truth
Represent people who down on they luck
Caught in the system why they feelin stuck
Public defender wun showin no love
I'm in the ring elbows and gloves
They know it's me when I pop in the court, swag
No other lawyer can hang
I dun had people who thought that they'd lose at the trial
Pick me and they glad that they rang
Got em off swift with a judge and a jury
I'm slick with it right to the heart I got aim
Client said thanks for the not guilty verdict
I said you say thanks wit your checkbook and pay
Innocent money, I never feel bad when I take a big check from a client get free
Get what you pay for
5K and I'm coming, 10K and I'm comin elite
Toss me a 20, top off the honey
Boy you granola I'm comin in mean
Nobody cookin me, put it on book and we dicin (Dyson) em up, yeah we vacuum em
clean
I don't need money to do what I do
Down if I gotta I'll do it for nun
I couldn't count amount of people I helped from my city and didn't charge one
But if you got money, give me that homie
Google ad money I'm lootin the game
Put it towards tunes, makin these moves
Innocent money I'm doing my thing
Innocent money
You into it honey
Look at my wrist
Infinite sunny
Wanna know why I win, why?
I keep it real with the jury, damn
Pass test crash test school no dummy
Pass test laugh test fool no funny
Mash that mash that, no hubby
Innocent innocent innocent money
Pull up at dawn, no sleep in a week
Folder in hand, NG on repeat
Judge know the name, DA want heat
Kid went to Ivy League back in the street
Lines in my mind like I'm writin a verse
Crossin the lines Ima baller, no game
Givin em hope with the way that I work
Snappin in court Ima shooter, good aim
Call it a case, I call it a challenge
Rep that Bean, old click, New Balance
Y'all got checks, bring in the talent
Wrench in your plans, I'm Ray no Allen
Ten bands minimum, twenty if federal
Bars on point, your motion minimal
Ain't no miracle, ain't no luck
Prep precision, don't give a fuck
Stand with the broke, I stand with the paid
Stand my ground, don't need a parade
Look at my path like it ain't been done yet
Made it myself with a pen and hate
Every acquittal another reminder
That truth got a tone and that's my aim
Innocent money, I'm stackin it pain
Wit a clip homie I'm packin it bang
Written by: Joseph Jones
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