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10:17
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Hip-Hop/Rap
10:17 was released on January 10, 2026 by TBG Entertainment as a part of the album 10:17 - Single
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Release DateJanuary 10, 2026
LabelTBG Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Abe Savage
Abe Savage
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Vasquez
Albert Vasquez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steven Padilla
Steven Padilla
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Drop the top the roof go missin
If you stunnin' then I'm bippin
Hop out double R's I'm feelin
All this bidness' I ain't mixing feelings
This is how we livin
With my bruvas came a long way from that dealin
Leave no witness
Village baby, I'm just countin' all my digits
All the pain, I paint the picture with no image
All I wear is fuckin' vintage
Fuck the fame I never grew up around no privilege
All we know is fuckin' winning
If I started, gotta finish
Talkin' out his neck
On your rip, I'm fishin
Spinnin' with the switches
This ain't soccer, how we kickin' ain't no scrimmage
I'm a star child, ain't no dimmin
Sipin' spirits, got me slippin
Got me wishin
Reminiscin
Bout the times I was just livid
Now I'm livin' large from my visions
Voices in my head tell me don't quit it
Savage, go and get it
Savage with the witches
Careful with that tippin
On your ass if you suspicious
On some robbin, I was stealin
In my hood, I was just givin
To my **** that was with me from the innin
Trap phone always ringin
Now the money got me grinnin
This my life, ain't just a feelin
Stack your pape to the ceilin
If you cross, get to clickin
Independent, always drivin
I'm too busy grinding
Had a struggle before you saw me shinin
Turn into a diamond
My pain into rhymin
Denim tears I'm cryin
Spark the J I'm flyin
Roll it, spark it, get enlightened
Savage risin, I'm realizin
This is perfect timin
Keep applyin' pressure
I ain't lyin
Drop the top the roof go missin
If you stunnin' then I'm bippin
Hop out double R's I'm feelin
All this bidness' I ain't mixing feelings
This is how we livin
With my bruvas came a long way from that dealin
Leave no witness
Village baby, I'm just countin' all my digits
All the pain, I paint the picture with no image
All I wear is fuckin' vintage
Fuck the fame I never grew up around no privilege
All we know is fuckin' winning
If I started, gotta finish
Talkin' out his neck
Written by: Albert Vasquez
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