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VICES
Hip-Hop/Rap
VICES was released on January 17, 2026 by 10009160 Records DK2 as a part of the album VICES - Single
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Release DateJanuary 17, 2026
Label10009160 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Catalyst
Jay Catalyst
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Jackson III
James Jackson III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
8danbeats
8danbeats
Producer

Lyrics

(8Dan prod.)
Let a **** get drunk, get high
Light me a Jay, young **** get right
If I ain't got shit, then I still get by
Playing wit Jay, get a knife to the eye
Play then he lay if he fuck wit the guys
Money on his head, I bet he move wise
Can't fool me, see through the lies
Wanna take off, let a **** take flight
Dammit I'm sick
Like you tryna sniff and you can't even make you a sniffle
Most of my **** crash out, headed down the wrong route, and it hurts cause to them, it was blissful
Nowadays, I get wishful
Punch at the world with a fistful
Aye, nowadays I get civil
Bread for the lawyers, the money gon strike like a missile, uh
They said they don't fuck with me, that's tough
Lost a few men to the street and it's—
Lost a few men to the street and it's rough
I get this feeling that's deep in my gut
Say what?
They talking that shit, but I'm calling they bluff
Meal ticket boy, I'm right on the cusp
Ain't have shit, **** just want love
I used to think I was never enough and when I had to make a move, I got caught in my head
Mad at myself, I just wanted some motion, I want for the money to spread
Fuck sleep, I'll sleep when I'm dead
Fuck peace, I just see red
Tell that **** to watch where he tread
He move wrong, we fill him with lead
I learned take heed with whatever God tell you, and peep all the shit that He said
Tryna be yourself, and they wanna nail you, just how Jesus bled
I'ma burn that tree like they can't smell me, smoke till I feel like a sped
We eat good, we break that bread
You sit at the table, earn your keep or else we gotta cut off ya legs
****, I don't even wanna rap that bad
****, I stay with the mix at the pad
I'm goin ghost, I'll work on my craft
I hit that gym, I work shit out, now yo hoe wanna fuck on a chad
Y'all ain't on shit, y'all stay on the couch, ****, I had to stay on this path
Whatever it is, up the amount, uh
Straight cash
Straight checks
Fuck ****, we stay on they neck
His rip, we leave it a wreck
**** walk shit down in a Nike Tec
Underneath all that shit is a vest
Audemars, expensive tech, uh (Catalyst)
Let a **** get drunk, get high
Light me a Jay, young **** get right
If I ain't got shit, then I still get by
Playing wit Jay, get a knife to the eye
Play then he lay if he fuck wit the guys
Money on his head, I bet he move wise
Fool me, I see through the lies
Wanna take off, let a **** take flight
Let a **** get drunk, high
Light me a Jay, young **** get-
If I ain't got shit, I still get-
Playing wit Jay, get a knife to the eye
Play then he lay if he fuck wit the-
Money on his head, I bet he move wise
Can't fool me, I see through the lies
Wanna take off, let a **** take flight
Written by: James Jackson III
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