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James Brown
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Hip-Hop/Rap
James Brown was released on September 3, 2025 by AllstarBwoy Records as a part of the album Spruce Ave Babies
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Release DateSeptember 3, 2025
LabelAllstarBwoy Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sie
Sie
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antwon D Elliott
Antwon D Elliott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Motion Picture
Motion Picture
Producer
JK Productions
JK Productions
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

One time for the sober folks, good weed
You don't gotta worry about me overdosing
I believe in God, but you won't never see me holy ghosting
Pour out the potion for the fallen soldiers
Programmed not to show emotion
Two fingers up a can of beer, I'm Steve Austin
White boy on my team, we try and beat Boston
I'm on top cause I
And you can't worry about the competition
Fuck TSA, I feel like something in my bag missing
You talk bred **** loafing, never had riches
My heart clean, good soul, bitch, we brag different
Boss talk, get your credit up
I done made a way a hundred K from just one creditor
Louis V Cloak, I walk around this bitch like Predator
Try to pop my chain, I'm popping willies with my Beretta
We can bet it up, just tell your mans to set it up
What you wanna do? Can you move a hundred G's
We can bet a hundred K, I sell this honey to the bees
Bet it up, come around the side, but we ain't selling these
Welcome to big Gs, can we take your order please
Lord, please walk with me with a desert eag
Bit of trees get it wetter than the seven seas
Pussy better than my melodies, I'm on top cuz I
I'm in the Triduck
Sipping white rum, dog, this shit'll make you spit up
When you drink with me, I'm trying to make you throw that shit up
Think I got a issue, always something in my kitdup
I be doing sit up, trying to keep the weight down
I was fat as shit, now ain't shit that they can say now
I was on the way up, but bad man don't play around
If I go to hell, I roll a blunt up on the way down
One time for the sober ****
Everywhere I go, it's a photo shoot
I've been drinking **** under tables since I was a youth
Low key, I was only five, flirting with abuse
Now I'm thirty-four, turn the **** to the truth
I got focused, now the wardrobe is full of suits
Turned a big man, now little **** wanna hoop
Slap a ****, that's a foul **** Talking bout I
But I don't give a fuck, any **** thinking they can check me
We can check it up, bet it all
**** look like Dame we can share the bucks
Head bust, Kennedy don't even know who hit him up
West side, when I'm feeling saucy, **** feeling froggy
Dog, I feel like Marcus Garvey, Black Star Line
Take a **** home again, but we was home the whole time
They be on the O-line, they be pushing DL
Everybody so blind, why can't nobody see well
What do we know, it's all about the C-notes
Got the zeros, they call you out as hero
With a thickas I take her out to dinner
If she go live, somebody pass di scissors
Jesus, Pon di hennesy wid di killas
Deadass, but rap ****, dancehall headass
Life after this, certified, just remember I
And the one with Clancy
And the one that had the hits, the one that had um dancing
And the one that made in Cali had a mini mansion
Smoking so much weed, I had to call my **** Samson
Did you get my message? Don't get caught up in the tampering
Sitting with a centerfold, I'm certified for canceling
Another plane, another road, I need a reboot
See you January for the redo, yeah
Y'all boys don't want no fades
Y'all **** tense up when you come my way
Y'all boys don't want no fades
Y'all boys tense up when you come my way
Written by: Antwon D Elliott
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