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29
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Hip-Hop/Rap
29 was released on December 16, 2025 by Greatness Over Everything as a part of the album 29 - Single
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Release DateDecember 16, 2025
LabelGreatness Over Everything
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eban Jackson II
Eban Jackson II
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eban Jackson II
Eban Jackson II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Pennington
Kevin Pennington
Producer

Lyrics

I was one of them ****
Especially like as we moved into like
My late high school you feel me like
Sophomore, Junior year like
**** I started doing a little bit of the bull shit with the street ****
But I still wasn't
I didn't get put on the set
You know what I'm saying
I started to move
I didn't do none of that
And these **** is like
That's what I be telling em
**** be "Oh man you probably know my big homie"
**** I probably use to slap the shit out yo big homie
Sport mode down the road life
Boy you nice
Double on the Dusse you can hold the ice
When you speak my name make sure ya tone is right
Learned from my mistakes and took my own advice
Yeah
But got respect for many
Wonder where i'd be if Y aint drop a penny
If the **** round me started moving iffy
Shorty tried to line me woulda clipped me
If I never took that flight up the city
But we made it here
Toast to all the flaws and all the bad decisions
The shit I could've avoided if I had stopped and listened
All the emotions I bottled that tried to jade the vision
Feel like im tatt'n these beats wit ink when the pain get written
Yeah
Cut em like a high spade
Work around the clock but shit the time pays
Casa got me blended like a Mel fade
Shorty in my ear like she go both ways
And here I thought im stepping out this hoe phase
E you what the game missin
Take a seat and listen
God in Hell's Kitchen
Barely storytellin these is pure descriptions
Verbal depictions of me just reminiscing
Before I had the Stang it was the Camry with the bad suspension
Not a lick of tint but still was crackin in it
Feel like yesterday but owe the past is distant
Remember the Dirty T was poppin pushed on frequent visits
And then again I tend to miss it
But once objectives get established then its back to business
Credit check i'm finna max the limit
Yeah, feel like I cracked the code
Peep a lotta cap where **** captions go
If **** think they ballin hold on sub me on
Shit get out if hand so come with open arms
Dont think they'll feel a **** till the love is gone
You carry on for promise's you made to thoes thats dead and gone
I hope you proud of all shit im on
And everytime I step they see a stepping stone
To follow if I seis to roam
Otherwise we find out where the treasures stowed
Im on a roll
They trynna stop my cycle but these heavy flows
Heard how they got on and man to each is own
These powers that bestow don't need no puttin on
Make her gasps for air I wanna feel the moan
She say I need to stop or she wont leave me lone
Plays out the Days Inn
Trynna find my run this shit like phase 10
Like **** underdressed, I hope they change quick
I mean what kinda payout you goin get if you dont take risk
You gotta chase yo, dreams around the clock and you cant take shifts
I mean it only make sense
Right
I use to bully him at football practice like
These **** are not tough
These **** have guns, that's it bro
And **** in there arguing about the trenches like
I don't even care to be in the trenches
**** i'm a man, like i'm hard at what I do
Written by: Eban Jamal Jackson II
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