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FIVE STAR DISC
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FIVE STAR DISC was released on December 5, 2025 by Wyrdoso Drew Frequencies as a part of the album OVERTIME - EP
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Release DateDecember 5, 2025
LabelWyrdoso Drew Frequencies
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
WYRDOSO
WYRDOSO
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew J Fountain IV
Andrew J Fountain IV
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
WYRDOSO
WYRDOSO
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Time
Something I can't really get along with
Always nagging in my fucking ear
Like the bugs where I'm from
One's still debating
One's still?
Trolling
One is making up lies
And the other mate believing
One still potent
One is just a poet
One's just me
And the other is the others
Ion know if it's a clone machine in my city
But these motherfuckers really tryna jack my genes
And they mimicking
Really copying
Every move that I make
Or it's in my beat
If I don't sound like him
Then imma miss a beat
They think I'm weird
Think I'm this
Think I'm that
In routine
**** gon hate on me
Until they smell the cheese
And they back
I caught a rat
**** not on my team
Merely rehearsing
It's level to this shit
They not in person
Don't know cursive
I can't flock with them
When I'm wrong I'm right
So I flock within
I just met a superstar chick
Five star dish
Wanna clean her front and back
Give her five star-
She invite me to her mind
Like my 5 star disc
On my r&b shit
Say she want to fuck some later
But right now time is
The only thing against us
I'm propelling these wings
Kinda tryna be the greatest
She acknowledging my knowledge
Wanna make myself her business
Till the wheels roll off the skates
Tell me something bout time
Time
Time
Something I can't really get along with
Always nagging in my fucking ear
Like the bugs where I'm from
One's still debating
One's still?
Trolling
One is making up lies
And the other mate believing
One still potent
One is just a poet
One's just me
And the other is the others
Ion know if it's a clone machine in my city
But these motherfuckers really tryna jack my genes
And they mimicking
Really copying
Every move that I make
Or it's in my beat?
If I don't sound like him
Then imma miss a beat
They think I'm weird
Think I'm this
Think I'm that
In routine
**** gon hate on me
Until they smell the cheese
And they back
I caught a rat
**** not on my team
Merely rehearsing
It's level to this shit
They not in person
Don't know cursive
I can't flock with them
When I'm wrong I'm right
So I left within
Written by: Andrew J Fountain IV
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