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blackballed
Hip-Hop/Rap
blackballed was released on October 30, 2025 by THA TREEHOUSE as a part of the album Treehouse 3
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Release DateOctober 30, 2025
LabelTHA TREEHOUSE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
For Rest
For Rest
Rap
workinprogresss
workinprogresss
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Chapman
Will Chapman
Songwriter
Nick Watson
Nick Watson
Songwriter
Troy Mann
Troy Mann
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
workinprogresss
workinprogresss
Producer

Lyrics

One day I'll make it big, at least that's what my homies say
But rollin' spliffs and suckin' dick suffice till I get paid
My instinct gets me by till I ghost write another hit
Cause I'm gold cursed and I aim quick and I sling shit you gon' fuck with
Stumble over shit like I couldn't believe it (couldn't believe that shit)
Stumble over words I could barely retrieve it (barely retrieve that shit)
I ain't loyal to nobody, ain't no golden retriever (ain't no golden retriver)
So when the money world is out I'm stayin' on this fuckin' ether
She told me I was out last
I'm steppin' over that glass
I'm steppin' over these hoes and cars for the simple pleasure called fast
I should make a million dollars and put that shit in a trust fund
But fuck that, I got time to waste and I'm second to none in these bars I lay
Fuck a bird, I push 40 racks
Came quick and straight through the back
Fake money never really lasts and I'm spiritual, I pray to the bag
Made up my mind and I'm still indifferent
Cuttin' loose and I'm cuttin' slack
High-browed opinions
I don't need to refute that
Get it early, get it done
Fucked up, off of industry fund
Hunched over the counter on pussy and drugs
Came to the kitchen but I was fucked up
Knock on the door, fuck do you want?
I'm eatin' up rappers and pussies for fun
So fuck money, fuck sleep
Fuck twelve, twenty bands
The world is mine I feel it shifted
And when I'm in those courts I don't need a witness
Something's in the air I think I really feel it
I'm rollin' paper on payphones like it's nobody's business
The world is mine I feel it shifted
And when I'm in those courts I don't need a witness
Something's in the air I think I really feel it
I'm rollin' paper on payphones like it's nobody's business
Took too much now I sit with the hat man
All black fit so I feel like I'm Batman
Bad luck so I feel like a black cat
Pull up to the party with pills in my backpack
In the party got nothing to lose
Drop my cup now it's all on my shoes
Fuck around and end up on the news
Thirty-four victims makes it hard to choose
Uh, ten kills in one afternoon
All about doom and gloom
Grab the camera make it zoom
Make the room spin like typhoon
Get it done quick troom troom
I'm a killer on the loose
Pills or liquor I can't choose
Gold chain is a noose
Molly in my grey goose
Take a sip enjoy the view
Blade leave than a bruise
Talk tough get removed
Using blood to paint some runes
If I want it I'ma get it
Bad karma like it's Reddit
News report, yeah I read it
Talk tough you'll regret it
I keep a rack like it's tennis
Feel like Dennis I'm a menace
Crack to his skull see the thoughts that's within it
He talk tough til we pay him a visit
So clean with this shit like a fucking hygenist
It's over, it's done, he's dead, it's finished
Get it early, get it done
Call me an athlete cause I'm on the run
Layed out on the floor with smoke in my lungs
Layed out on the floor and I'm speaking in tongues
Knock on the door you know what I want
(Yeah you know what I want)
Fuck that, fuck this, Fuck you, 20 bands
The world is mine I feel it shifted
And when I'm in those courts I don't need a witness
Something's in the air I think I really feel it
I'm rollin' paper on payphones like it's nobody's business
The world is mine I feel it shifted
And when I'm in those courts I don't need a witness
Something's in the air I think I really feel it
I'm rollin' paper on payphones like it's nobody's business
Written by: Nick Watson, Troy Mann, Will Chapman
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