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Dick Riders
5
R&B/Soul
Dick Riders was released on January 16, 2026 by SCARRED RECORDS as a part of the album Mlb
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AlbumMlb
Release DateJanuary 16, 2026
LabelSCARRED RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scars
Scars
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dornell Pickens
Dornell Pickens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dornell Pickens
Dornell Pickens
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah…
Didn’t know it was this much hate in the city
Now everybody got opinions
Uh
I ain’t know it was this much hate in the city
Whole lotta fake love, whole lotta envy
Mad ‘cause I ain’t sign that contract they sent me
Back burner dreams? Nah, you can’t bench me
Why would I wait when my numbers say different?
I’m not finna play second, I’m too consistent
Josh talk big but the math ain’t hittin’
Timeline say “up,” yours say “missin’”
Read every line, I ain’t blind to the tricks
They wanted control, I wanted to build
Independent moves, self-made checks
That freedom hit different, that’s real
Why you always worried ‘bout my lane?
Why you always say my name?
If I’m so irrelevant, explain
Why you obsessed with my name
Whole lotta dick riders in my lane
Say my name every time they complain
Mad ‘cause I ain’t play they game
I leveled up, now they feel that pain
Whole lotta dick riders, that’s facts
Pressure turned into platinum plaques
I was quiet, y’all wanted smoke
Now I’m up and I’m never goin’ back
Miah oh Miah you was ridin’ me heavy
Soon as I went solo, your loyalty left me
Thought the other side had plates ready
Now you stuck playin’ pawn, movin’ shaky, not steady
They say they “run” the city, I hear the talk
But I’m still out here solo, still takin’ walks
Y’all need a whole team just to make some noise
I am the team, no deploy
Monsta… yeah, I see you too
Too much talk, not enough follow-through
Clouded mind, blurry vision, same old loop
How you lead when you don’t know where you movin’ to?
I stay focused, eyes wide, clear path
You stay stuck in habits that hold you back
This ain’t hate, it’s a mirror, facts
Growth optional, but excuses last
Why you spreadin’ lies ‘bout who I am?
Say I don’t write, say it’s all a scam
Say it’s AI ‘cause you can’t compete
When the pen too sharp, they panic
Whole lotta dick riders in my lane
Say my name every time they complain
Mad ‘cause I ain’t play they game
I leveled up, now they feel that pain
Whole lotta dick riders, that’s facts
Pressure turned into platinum plaques
I was quiet, y’all wanted smoke
Now I’m up and I’m never goin’ back
You shoulda left me alone
Now I’m the topic in every room
I ain’t even dropped my project yet
Still got ‘em stressed, still got ‘em tuned
Whole lotta dick riders in my lane
Say my name every time they complain
I don’t respond, I just elevate
Now they mad ‘cause they can’t relate
Whole lotta dick riders, that’s facts
Say whatever, I’ll run it back
Y’all shoulda left me alone
Now it’s up ‘til my next project drop
Keep talkin’.
I’ll keep winnin’.
Written by: Dornell Pickens
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