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RETROCADE (INTRO)
Hip-Hop/Rap
RETROCADE (INTRO) was released on November 1, 2025 by Club Lowlife as a part of the album RETROCADE
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Release DateNovember 1, 2025
LabelClub Lowlife
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony Burrell
Anthony Burrell
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Burrell
Anthony Burrell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Club Lowlife
Club Lowlife
Producer

Lyrics

Escape
Life is always fun when you're living on the highs
But where do you land when you come down
Retrocade play your life away
We too lit inside this party, Some off X and some off Molly
She get played like an Atari, cause that's just the way I feel
Got this G3 on my waist, I could get a **** killed
Put some hollows in his face, we gon' make his brain spill
Hop inna' Lamb, Midnight Club in LA
I keep on takin' these blunts to the face
I keep on mixin' the wock in Kool-Aid
VVS diamonds could light up a stage
Bendin' these corners like saving a page
Guala on me yea
They doubted on me yea, they doubted on me yea
Hop inna' foreign and I let it float
While I'm poppin' out clean I'm fresh like the pope
My boys make a scene, they doin' the most
I'm pointin' this beam right between his nose
Pull the trigger, shots shots shots
Shoot a boogie out the air like Vietnam
Took a bad bitch straight from Vietcong
Said she wanna cuff me, I said nevermind
Show you how to rock, rock, rock
Show you how to drop my top
Sippin' onna red, sippin' onna green
Sippin' onna wock, wock, wock
Swerve it off the lot, lot, lot
Speedin' cause I can't get caught
Smokin' on za, roll it out the P
I'm about to lose my top (yea)
Lose my top, lose my top
H-How they used to treated me you thought I had forgot
I-I feel like an alien the stars in my spot
I-I feel like an alien the stars in my spo
We too lit inside this party, Some off X and some off Molly
She get played like an Atari, cause that's just the way I feel
Got this G3 on my waist, I could get a **** killed
Put some hollows in his face, we gon' make his brain spill
Hop inna' Lamb, Midnight Club in LA
I keep on takin' these blunts to the face
I keep on mixin' the wock in Kool-Aid
VVS diamonds could light up a stage
Bendin' these corners like saving a page
Guala on me yea
They doubted on me yea, they doubted on me yea
You've escaped, Enjoy your stay
Written by: Anthony Burrell
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