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RMB
20
Hip-Hop/Rap
RMB was released on August 14, 2025 by Nova Blaq as a part of the album Night Crawler
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Release DateAugust 14, 2025
LabelNova Blaq
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nova Blaq
Nova Blaq
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phillip Antwi-Buosiako
Phillip Antwi-Buosiako
Songwriter
Sadiday Beats
Sadiday Beats
Composer
Axel Hejlsberg
Axel Hejlsberg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nova Blaq
Nova Blaq
Producer

Lyrics

(This ain't bout fame)
(This ain't bout clout)
(This ain't bout bucks)
(Before I end up in a box)
(I took my pain and made champagne and now I'm sauced)
(I can't complain I paid the price to be the boss)
(Now my wrist on Fiji, Aquafina, Voss)
(I got my swag)
(I got my bags)
(I got my dogs)
(Nova, Richard Millie)
I know Momdukes get stressed cuz her son be moving reckless
But the truth be told
The man just way too restless
And I know I'm not
But I feel like I'm on the clock
Can't waste no time
Gotta get that game on lock
We on different times they playing checkers we playing chess
I'm dropping dimes they dropping bus tokens for less
They telling lies cuz man that truth gon leave them stressed
Better read the signs
Or get smoked for way way less
We run them down on tracks like Usain no relay
Then it's sign of the cross
Raise my hand to sky and pray
Like Lord forgive me
Cuz I ain't got nothing to say
They got in my way
So I had to make em pay
I don't give a fuck about being famous
Man I came from nothing you can't blame us
Round here that trap get you more paper
And running your mouth do you no favors
Riding round town with some dream chasers
**** telling me I'm looking Meek Mill
But we ain't no run of the mill ****
Trust me we ain't here for a cheap thrill
Pull up in the game like a Doordash
**** want smoke turn em all ash
You know that I'm all about the big bills
Cash money storm is the forecast
You don't wanna fuck with a **** like I
Cuz to get what's mine Imma press aggressive
Keeping it a buck I'm ahead of my time
If you wasting mine Imma get possessive
This ain't bout fame
This ain't bout clout
This ain't bout bucks
This is my legacy before I end up in a box
I took my pain and made champagne and now I'm sauced
But I left my patience in a Richard Millie box
I can't complain I paid the price to be the boss
Now my wrist on Fiji, Aquafina, Voss
I got my swag
I got my bags
I got my dogs
But I left my patience in a Richard Millie Box
The price of your word is the measure of a man
Some shit that these **** do not understand
Just keep it a 100 with gang and the fam
I said imma do it I did it again
Now making these melodies making me enemies
**** just speak on me they not a friend to me
Mad that I popped like a fucking amphetamine
Think that they stopping me that's just insanity
Amigo
Estas muy pinche loco
Yo bitch on my dick on the low low
Dimelo Papi chulo shit
I'm stuck in go mode
I ain't been the same since Frodo
I guess you could say that's a low blow
But I'm tryna take this shit global ye
**** in my lane get pancaked, flattened, fried up now he a victim
I need that dinero front end, back end my drive don't bend like Beckham
Say you wanna swim through the deep end
We can do this shit in any season
**** on the internet beefin
Pull up on the block and they turn into vegan
This ain't bout fame
This ain't bout clout
This ain't bout bucks
This is my legacy before I end up in a box
I took my pain and made champagne and now I'm sauced
But I left my patience in a Richard Millie box
I can't complain I paid the price to be the boss
Now my wrist on Fiji, Aquafina, Voss
I got my swag
I got my bags
I got my dogs
But I left my patience in a Richard Millie Box
Written by: Phillip Antwi-Buosiako, Sadiday Beats
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