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DECEMBER ROULETTE
10
Hip-Hop/Rap
DECEMBER ROULETTE was released on December 12, 2025 by Searching For Soulace / RMG as a part of the album DECEMBER ROULETTE - Single
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Release DateDecember 12, 2025
LabelSearching For Soulace / RMG
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
350
350
Lead Vocals
A3
A3
Lead Vocals
bloody Candy
bloody Candy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MICHAEL ANTHONIE TORRES
MICHAEL ANTHONIE TORRES
Composer
Aiden Torres
Aiden Torres
Composer
Abraham Chan
Abraham Chan
Composer
Diego San Roman
Diego San Roman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MAD96
MAD96
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Hold up, it's really 350
You don't got no standards, dog, I see straight
Pop out just to school 'em, you got C's straight
Folk just gettin' by, I'm seein' bags to plot my escape
Where I'm from, the East way, 956, I'm beast-made in Peach State, huh, huh
Vandalize my morals, I got heard brewin' maintain
Push onto the freedom, that's the main thing
Prayin' to remain sane, I got no time for no same-sames
Got my brother back, he'll never lack 'long as I'm 'wake, man
RMG the rank, man, SFS the bank, man
H-O-E the gang, man, I give them folk the stank, man (Woo)
Who get mad? Who get mad? I'll sneak up, watch your flank, man
Soulja Boy the business, we gon' crank, man, crank, man
From the South, so you gon' catch here with the twang, hey
Let my chain hang from the ceilin' to the paint, dang
This that type of flow that make me move out to the A, man
Move into your lane, you better switch before you sway, gang
Hoo, hoo, say again, like quoted from the H, gang
Yeah, I'm from the valley, but Houston in my veins, huh (Woo)
Couldn't hold demands out, from the bleachers, stand out
No, this ain't a man down, just planned out, yeah, yeah
Pff, yeah, they ran out, folk gon' see the scam now
Couldn't stop what's God's since Jeremiah saw His plan now
See the rain I'm lookin' to when things look like a bad drought
Laid out, then played out, this here is just the payout
Loose, man
I'm feelin' loose, man
I'm feelin' loose, man
I got nothin' to lose, man
You got nothin' to lose, man
On the loose, man
I'm feelin' loose, man (Yeah)
You got nothin' to do, man (Check)
I'll turn into a—
You ain't got no manners, dog, you eat before you pray
If you ain't know my standards, ain't by truth, then I don't play (Woo)
Ain't by fruit, then I don't stay, from the mud you know I'm made
I'm from Southside of Texas, hustle every day
I've been doin' this since sixteen, way before they picked me
They ain't see the talent, now they actin' like they with me
Came up with my brother, ain't no way they could dismiss me
Rollin' with the Hoolies, man, you know we finna get busy
Say, gang, know we stay in the A, man
Crazy to see both sides of the game, but it's all really the same, man (Woo)
Chasin' different checks, but we all just feel the same pain
Different states, different place, story still remains, gang
Seen that world, we packin' out, walk in faith, no backin' out
Gettin' on this beat, and what we doin', man? We blackin' out
You know we ain't 'bout tappin' out, you know we ain't gon' stop
Push the culture, push the message, V for the Rock, yeah
Loose, man
On the loose, man
I'm feelin' loose, man
I got nothin' to lose, man
You got nothin' to lose, man
On the loose, man
I'm feelin' loose, man
You got nothin' to do, man
I'll turn into a—
Written by: Abraham Chan, Aiden Torres, Diego San Roman, MICHAEL ANTHONIE TORRES
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