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Friendly Reminder
Hip-Hop/Rap
Friendly Reminder was released on February 2, 2026 by 631541 Records DK as a part of the album To Be Continued...
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Release DateFebruary 2, 2026
Label631541 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Barefield
Tyler Barefield
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Barefield
Tyler Barefield
Songwriter
Jazz Jones
Jazz Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T-Angelo Turner
T-Angelo Turner
Mastering Engineer
Jazz Jones
Jazz Jones
Producer

Lyrics

Death before dishonor that's the realest, I'ma keep it
Life is not a movie dog, you don't get a sequel
Pillow talk with Shawty, naw, she can't keep a secret
I won't get involved with all these silly **** beefin
I received a call, heard that some of y'all was reachin
I forward them all, I'm too busy at the moment
Internet keep foolin' y'all, don't think we don't notice
Them boys wanna ball, but they ain't got the cojones
Tryna walk before they crawl
Followin' these fads, heard Lil' Paco nem impersonatin
I'm gon' be the first to say it
No matter what side of the city I'm on
I don't need a team, I get busy alone
Diana Ross and the Supreme, David Ruff in this home
Ike Turner, this mic burner got fire up under
Things singin' like Mariah at a choir recital
Have your soul disconnected like a wireless router yeah
Quit with the comparison, no one you can compare me with
Starin' down a double barrel, it got a beam on
Block, get the yellin' out, here come King Kong
Shots start to ricocheting sound like ping pong
1980 Magic, I play all positions
If you really want some static, I bring all the friction
I remember when you copied my image, man
I'm a fire-breathin' dragon, you are just a gremlin yow
I know what it feel like in real life
This is not a simulated game
Just because you say it out loud don't make it true at all
What it does make who hype the shit you doin' now look lame
Wow, **** only rap when it's relevant
Clearly you been lookin' for some clout like they sellin' it
Pray to God they don't let the devil in
Boy, you better watch your fuckin' mouth
fore they find you in a shredder bin
Mac and cheese I clap and squeeze
Take your bitch, make her hands touch and tap her knees
Its Flasha, you little goofy-ass rats can see
I'll light this bitch up without a match and sneeze
Click, click, clow, have your body served on a grill
Only one king of two, three, and I'm him
Tell them lil' midgets and them dusty-ass ****
Better find themselves some business
I am not they little friend
You ain't seen what I really seen, I seen death
Looked it right back in the face and I seen nip
Seen pac, seen a bunch of souls that we missed
Can't hear what they sayin', but I'm able to read lips
Game ain't the same, why I aim and squeeze clips
Middle finger, that's for anybody you came with
Potato head midgets, get dunked into bean dip
None of y'all lames fuckin' with me, I mean this
Flash
Written by: Jazz Jones, Tyler Barefield
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