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SnowFall
Hip-Hop/Rap
SnowFall was released on February 14, 2026 by Hood Ent. Records as a part of the album Leaving The Scars Behind
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Release DateFebruary 14, 2026
LabelHood Ent. Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Jae
King Jae
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Walker
Jerry Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
King Jae
King Jae
Producer

Lyrics

Now you gonna get off his corners
You gonna leave his people be
Or you the one that's gonna find yourself a new plug
You don't mean that shit
The fuck I don't
I built this shit
Me. Brick by brick
And I'll be damned if I let you tear it down
just cause you don't like the way another **** talk
Drive, motherfucker
Fast life was my past life
Now I pass time when I flash ice
I remember coppin' Motorola phones
**** tellin' on the guys cause the feds nice
Sold your homie for a plea, ain't a fair price
Never saw him lose sleep, it ain't a fair life
Got emotional as fuck, that's a man's life
Went to war with my brothers for that man's life
Dope Money now it's slowin' up
Informants wanna hit the block, D's showin' up
Dope Money now it's slowin' up
Informants wanna hit the block, D's showin' up
Worst case scenario, book it to Ontario
**** wearin' wires, static in the stereo
Here we go, thinkin' never panickin'
Bundles in a mannequin, hidden' in the Vatican
Past keep on huntin' me, I could never sleep long
Killers stand beside me, hopin' you don't blink wrong
Industry denied me, punishment a sinkhole
Lawyers, they done tried me, thinkin' I won't be home
Sittin' with them angels and them demons stay in front of me
Past I created for myself, it steady tauntin' me
Dauntingly , bros took the stand and got a plea deal
Paid my bond in Jacksons, **** on the street still
Fentanyl and opioids, I can't even see real
Crashin' over fake beef, I ain't even see drill
Pyrex in the microwave, birdies in the seat still
Mama told me straighten up, futures a three meal
**** poppin' sleep pills, shit don't even register
Battlin' myself like developmental character
22 Derringer, yeah, that was my first gun
Droppin' out of high school when I had my first son
Madison, my first run, after that was Kokomo
Head on the swivel case, they play you for an okie doke
Roommate the Poconos, Azul finna overflow
Tool in my overcoat, move and you oversmoke
Grr, grr, fast life was my past life
Now I pass time when I flash ice
I remember coppin' Motorola phones
**** tellin' on the guys cause the feds nice
Sold your homie for a plea, ain't a fair price
Never saw him lose sleep, it ain't a fair life
Got emotional as fuck, that's a man's life
Went to war with my brothers for that man's life
Dope Money now it's slowin' up
Informants wanna hit the block, D's showin' up
Dope Money now it's slowin' up
Informants wanna hit the block, D's showin' up
Written by: Jerry Walker
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