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possums
226
Hip-Hop/Rap
possums was released on November 18, 2025 by redreligion as a part of the album king of hill / possums - Single
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Release DateNovember 18, 2025
Labelredreligion
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM175

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
rubyred
rubyred
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
rubyred
rubyred
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ame
ame
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
I ain't come out here to snap, I just came to keep my promise
I'm a master of my craft, that ain't ego, I'm just honest
Man, I want all of them gems, I go diamonds, tryna go onyx
Man, I wanna let 'em hear all the shit me and gang been on to
And I love all of my fans, but I don't do it 'cause they want it
Told myself when I was young, they knew I was a damn phoenix
I'm just gettin' all this bread, I've been deepening my pockets
Them lil' **** tryna hit my dance, I'll just send him back to Michael
Trapped themselves inside that bubble, I might fuck around and pop 'em
That don't mean I Glock 'em, I'm just watchin' back and clock 'em
That lil' **** think he tough, he ain't a dog, he just a possum
I got forty songs sittin' in my Google Drive, but I don't wanna drop 'em
I hope you doin' well, but I gotta worry about me
Shoutout Zilla for writin' my lyrics down 'cause they can't hear what I sing
This a party for the real ****, how the hell they in here without bling?
Me and my brothers pivot that new wave, it's somethin' new that we bring
I know my lyrics ain't impressive, I'm just vocalizin'
I hit the shop, I'm with my twin, same shirt, but both of the sizes
They ride my wave and ride my boat, th-there ain't no capsizin'
I do this rappin' shit for fun, don't care about capitalizin'
Lil' R2x, man, that's my name, you don't gotta capitalize it
Ain't tryna do no serious shit, I'm just tryna catch some vibes
And all my coverings is too nice, I know they catch your eyes
I learned from all the shit I've been through, I could catch a lie
And I'm too sickly, bump my shit, you might just catch a cold
I got my tunes on Bandcamp, but you don't have to buy it
I'm tryna get rich off this rap, but I can't sell my soul
Like, I can take some criticism, you don't have to like it
Love all of my fans, but I don't do it 'cause they want it
Told myself when I was young, they knew I was a damn phoenix
I'm just gettin' all this bread, I've been deepening my pockets
Them lil' **** tryna hit my dance, I'll just send him back to Michael
Trapped themselves inside that bubble, I might fuck around and pop 'em (ruby)
That don't mean I Glock 'em, I'm just watchin' back and clock 'em
That lil' **** think he tough, he ain't a dog, he just a possum
I got forty songs sittin' in my Google Drive, but I don't wanna drop 'em
Some of the most beautiful fish in the world
I don't care how much they pay him, honey
This kid is a disgrace to basketball
He epitomizes everything wrong with the game today
Now, Charles, it seems to me that you're hating on r-r-r— ruby
Because he stacks paper to the ceiling and rides on twenty-four-inch chrome
Yeah, that's true
Written by: Ruby Red
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