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Warned Me Bout
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Warned Me Bout was released on September 26, 2025 by 975023 Records DK as a part of the album Breadbox Music
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Release DateSeptember 26, 2025
Label975023 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Enfo
Enfo
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Blake Fowler
Joshua Blake Fowler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MiAH of The Sound Lair
MiAH of The Sound Lair
Engineer

Lyrics

Talkin' so slick just like a pimp need a wet floor sign
You was in the streets then you started talkin' shit like a war crime
Corner store white tee
Get some hot sauce on some fried wings
From the dirty south grew up goin' to church lookin' at the pine trees
Memories coming home and the water off
Told myself I'll never be broke
I'm progressive like I'm on the left
They was sleep but now I got em' woke
Like Owen Hart these bitches be breakin' they neck
I walk in the spot and I command respect
They know that I'm makin' a check
My lil' brother I'm makin' him fresh
He just 13 get him Nikes just to shine
I'm gon put my people first so yo' lil' ass can wait in line
I get love out here you better not treat me like a sucka
On the west I run this shit you just a greasy mothafucka
This that type of shit then og's had done warned me bout
They shake your hand but got some plans to try to pour you out
I'm on Central street I'm pullin' up to Retta J's
I went back west to break some bread and I ain't hesitate
I ain't hesitate time to levitate
I'm finna' medicate
I bet I get the pack off before it hit seven days
Ima' get off of the interstate
I'm on Cherry street I remember them days on Woodbine
Sittin' on the porch with no care in the world straight up enjoyin' the sunshine
I was posted I'm standin' on front line
I touched down on every side of town I'm stamped
If a fuck boy envy me then once a month they get some cramps
Front my dawg and told him we all gotta eat so do ya' thang
But even with that if I lose it all it all go down the drain
The garage right off of Middlebrook like mane them was the days
When I was 18 my bro dad would sit for hours give us game
I got laughed at for so long but now the same folks showin' love
I just nod and keep it pushin' like mowing in the mud
This that type of shit then og's had done warned me bout
They shake your hand but got some plans to try to pour you out
I'm on Central street I'm pullin' up to Retta J's
I went back west to break some bread and I ain't hesitate
Aye mane say mane
Og told me to watch out the devil always workin' he don't clock out
Stay on your grind make that paper
The fame and hoes show up later
Enfo
Written by: Joshua Blake Fowler
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