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NYOLA (feat. BUMPY103)
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NYOLA (feat. BUMPY103) was released on January 16, 2026 by Brazy Life as a part of the album Brazy Life Vol. 1
January 16, 2026
LabelBrazy Life
LanguageEnglish
BPM89
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

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Lyrics

June Made It
C Moe on the track
50 Cent, uh, alright, uh
I be
Walkin' with a .50 on me, hit nine times like 50 Cent
I would've killed Birdie too, I'm boogaloo above the rim
Homie think he gon' survive, Mortal Kombat finish him
Ask the Lord just to forgive me, wake up every day in sin
Don't be on my checklist, I'ma check it out and check you off
Nina Queen Latifah, draw down with her, I'ma set it off
Damn, why these **** act like bitches? Why they playin' hard?
Send 'em to the gate and have a doctor out here playin' God
Big steppin', no fetchin'
Automatics up and yeah, I use it for protection
From that Westside where they reside on that seven
On that Westside where we be bangin' on our section
Let my flag hang, gang bangin' your direction
Throwin' up my set, **** know the hood I'm reppin'
Scoopin' up your bitch for some lovin' and affection
Lies and deception
But I move wise, I see five steps ahead of him
Runnin' from the letterman, don't even like spellin' 'em
Gave it all to God, there's no room to let the devil in
Time to toast a body, yeah, go 'head and bring the shovels in
Send a message to the opps, tell 'em that they never win
Wake up every day in sin
Bro just hit the block with a new Glock, he tryna put it in
Fuck her then I fuck her friends
Then we hop up out that Porsche, get in the car like, "Shove 'em in"
I can't tell you if they twins, but I still call 'em double mint
Mm-mm, hold up, Glock get 'em off me
He threw his life away, he in a coffin and I'm coughin'
They knew Lil Rob was brazy, out for days, just tryna stalk him
He wanna be a pitcher, told lil' bro to go white chalk him
Lil' bro go out and park him
He hit that push to start with a AR and made him park it
Let's get it on and offed him
I asked her if she new 'round here, I don't see her out often
Tear paper in the air, next day she wake up, say I'm awesome
Lurkin' 'cause I heard about a rumor I ain't like
He get murked, left by the curb if what I heard is close to right
Glock hit his spine and he start cryin'
'Bout how his children four and nine
One had a birthday recently, his mama tell people he mine
4-6-4 this pistol, make bitch **** float, we in that water
Six six deuce, no hesitation when I shoot them bullets, caught them
Blunt full of somebody grandbaby
Should've never posed to while walkin'
I should've never saw his ass lackin'
Honestly, look at what it really cost him
Damn, dead bodies in the trunk, blow up the car at a private location
I know they waitin' for me to go brazy 'cause
I got the juice and they know I'ma spray it
How you wan' play it? Drop a location, I'm
Pullin' up first and you know that I'm waitin'
How you wan' play it? Drop a location, I'm
Pullin' up first and leavin' **** naked, uh
Walkin' with a .50 on me, hit nine times like 50 Cent
I would've killed Birdie too, I'm boogaloo above the rim
Homie think he gon' survive, Mortal Kombat finish him
Ask the Lord just to forgive me, wake up every day in sin
Don't be on my checklist, I'ma check it out and check you off
Nina Queen Latifah, draw down with her, I'ma set it off
Damn, why these **** act like bitches? Why they playin' hard?
Send 'em to the gate and have a doctor out here playin' God
Written by: Jordan Williams, Sean Scie, Shane Omar Jackson
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