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Blackjack
59
Hip-Hop/Rap
Blackjack was released on December 15, 2025 by ZHEBU as a part of the album ZHEBU
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AlbumZHEBU
Release DateDecember 15, 2025
LabelZHEBU
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mutawakil Fahad
Mutawakil Fahad
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mutawakil Fahad
Mutawakil Fahad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samson Beats
Samson Beats
Producer

Lyrics

You know how we coming
Yeah yeah yeah
I use to borrow my bro rollie,now I own a couple
I had to get use to the pain,This life threw me punches
I remember all em nights I stayed up alone
We went to parties my shooters wearing formal clothes
I can't complain about the hate,They can't take my throne
The trap changed me I'm not the guy you use to know
I trapped so hard but I never sold dope
We was making money off the gram with my old folks
God guide my slimes,I'mma handle all my enemies
I'm done being pushy, If you ain't with me I won't force you
I motivate myself when I'm down and abandoned
We ate leftovers from occasions and gatherings
Loyalty is waste if ain't appreciated
Mbi kuri mang tiri gnung ku zabi nzoho
That shit don't make sense in real life and judicially
I look too calm but a menace to society
I put my mom through so much pain,she didn't deserve it,Bi tooi la koha ning ti rice ni
Family turn they back on our dreams
They wanna see me loose so I went ahead and win
The flex came with an attitude,real niqqas drip hot served
The table got winners we don't do yessir
My ex girlfriend she was messing my focus,N nyela ninsala buh she treat me like a robot
My mistakes came with a change and a formula I had to edit
Delete and block a couple friend enemies
Got no time for settings,We are here to make a
Living
So kam za borila zheri
I can't go back to the days I was broke
Di tehari maa that shit ain't no joke
Don't play around me no second chances
When is hands on deck my bros don't fold
I don't miss no ex or no formal friend
Niqqas come around when is showtime
They won't defend your name,when the opps throw shades
You can't hear me around the rats,I only hang with the realers
I'm letting out the breathe I have been holding in
Bi jen yelli and I knew that from the beginning
Shiriku kam n deeya but I'm still me
Hell nah we ain't losing
You know how we coming
Dirty dirty dirty
Written by: Mutawakil Fahad
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