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Deceit
Hip-Hop/Rap
Deceit was released on September 5, 2025 by Youth Quest Collective as a part of the album Deceit - Single
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Release DateSeptember 5, 2025
LabelYouth Quest Collective
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Etienne Muller
Etienne Muller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Etienne Muller
Etienne Muller
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
QuoraX
QuoraX
Producer

Lyrics

Come with me, stay by my side
I ain't never meant to disrespect your pride (Nah, never)
I get upset when I'm mad, but can you blame me
I wasn't like that, these people they played me shady (po-pow)
Uh (blat, blat)
Uhh, ay yeah it's 6xnjaa
Grrt, pow pow
Fuck Wertos and fuck them other diggas too
Switching on the daily, that's what pussy diggas do
I'm sick of people like I got the motherfucking flu
Why he playin' like a pick-me
But he actin' so tough I ain't got no fucking clue
Told them diggas, do not interfere
Play me, I know all these bitches actin' queer
At my level, nowhere near
I know all of 'em gon' squirrel up, leave 'em stuck, heater tucked
All these bitches gon' get fucked up (ay, ay)
You see me ridin' round with .45's
I know some people, they be demons, demons in disguise
Catch him, put him inna blunt and in the sky
I done see some people die, man it's hard for me to get by
Bitch come back i need a re-match
Betray me, I get detached
Fuck I hate him way too much, can't stop 'till he stops breathing
Can't wait 'till he deceased man
Treat him like trick or treat man
Got a Glock .19, that motherfucker gon' feed 'im
Wake up, these guns put him back to sleep
Stalking through the night, looking for bodies like deceit
I just spent a thousend dollars on some shit i didn't need
But fuck it, I don't give a fuck, I don't need the fucking receipt
Hop out the cut, I'm clutchin', eyes wide, I spot my target
Streets don't show no mercy, you slip once, become a carcass
Voices in my head like "boy, you better spark it,"
Glock with the switch, turn a block to a moshpit
Don't matter if he run, we always gon' hawk him
Homies turned to foes, seen brothers break they oath
Loyalty's a weapon, I keep mine, won't ever choke
I protect my brothers, yeah I care for 'em I do the most
Cross me wrong one time, then you dyin' without a post
Every move calculated, ain't no chances in this game
Stains on my soul, but I would never say a name
Don't you cross me once, 'cause then i won't be treating you the same
A lot of people told me, I keep pressure with my aim
Fuck Wertos and fuck them other diggas too
Switching on the daily, that's what pussy diggas do
I'm sick of people like I got the motherfucking flu
Why he playin' like a pick-me
But he actin' so tough I ain't got no fucking clue
Told them diggas, do not interfere
Play me, I know all these bitches actin' queer
At my level, nowhere near
I know all of 'em gon' squirrel up, leave 'em stuck, heater tucked
All these bitches gon' get fucked up (ay, ay)
Written by: Etienne Muller
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