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No Hook
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Hip-Hop/Rap
No Hook was released on November 21, 2025 by Independent as a part of the album No Hook - Single
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Release DateNovember 21, 2025
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SpaceK4k
SpaceK4k
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James M. Harley III
James M. Harley III
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ziggy Made It
Ziggy Made It
Producer

Lyrics

Back of the jeep
and my brothers with me,
When My dog up drake
Ain’t no new friends
riding the wave like a sport
I put it in sport
Got B’s in my pocket I’m Ben
No you can’t see thru the tint
Fine shit in passenger seat
we been came trim
I had to go lose it to all
bitch had break my heart
M to remind me I’m him
They was like space don’t do for the men,
But I put a couple y’all on my back
Love don’t cost you a penny wit me
Wouldn’t back door my brother for not 1 rack
Talm boutta ball but can’t put up a stat
Had to step out the pocket to get me a sack
I done let some **** sleep on floor
same **** woke up forgot where they at
They be like space done forgot bout the men
but when I made it work where the fuck was they at
Space got money to send out the Feds
 
That’s how I know Shawdy sitting on racks
I used to try keep errybody close
 Wayne mix tapes **** getting pushed back
I used to think we be rich off drugs
Now 6 figure talks to get rich off rap
 
I lost all the love I was givin
I gave **** chance
after chance after chance
Couldn’t no **** walk in my shoes,
They couldn’t deal wit the shit that I had
Deebo try take some from me
I ain’t Craig woulda popped em right there where he stand
**** hate from a distance
Be thinkin they slick
Then come Back around tryin look for a hand
I peeped a broke **** dissin online
 
Ain’t shit ona net for case they could close
 I got my foot ina door like I’m close
Posting racks in them stories
he move like a hoe
We having 6 figure talks to get rich off rap
I was servin
I still hit da road
These **** not my kind,
look
I done put shit ona line
wit a hook
Hop ona I beat I don’t needa hook
some of the men ain’t supporting dis shit
I out rap you all **** I know **** shook
Iont play wit the bills
I go james cook
Just start getting money that **** a
rook
Was on block for buc like Ndamukong Suh
Days wit out nun in my pockets
We duckin jump outs and Dtecs
To bring home a bag
Iont trust shit
Erry **** I rode wit
Fuck round and left
I was down to my last
if that shit onna floor then this shit onna floor
On erry buck ona ground like this shit up for grabs
Say she could smell I get money
This shit be expensive
she on me like draws on ass
Watch how **** start biting da wave
I’m still watching for 12
when the cars ride pass
The life I done lived ain’t nun like these ****,
if I had got hit ina whip Coulda crashed
Depression was heavy I smoked out my sack
times i ain’t re up I stretched out they bag
I done watched life leave a body for good
Might look at me different you find out my past
Written by: James M. Harley III
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