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Idk
18
Hip-Hop/Rap
Idk was released on January 30, 2026 by Groundworks as a part of the album Resurrection
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Release DateJanuary 30, 2026
LabelGroundworks
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DEX
DEX
Performer
Groundworks
Groundworks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DEX
DEX
Songwriter
Prod GW
Prod GW
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod GW
Prod GW
Producer

Lyrics

Never jump the fence if you're not
Willing to face what's on the other side
Where did you hear that?
A friend said it to me in a moment of stress
Bullshit! You don't have any friends
Yo, feel like the walls closing in on me lately
Hope I ain't in too deep with the J Reed
Pray ain't my day one **** tryna snake me
The ones I slid for the same ones that betrayed me
I smoke weed and doze off, my phone wakes me
It's Stacey or Amy, I can't remember though
When I counted up my first twenty it was paper notes
Away from home for so long with no change of clothes
I got some hungry youts on a starving strip
Fiends on my phone want half a six
This line's ringing but the weed got me half this rich
I lost forty this week, my darg I'm pissed
I'm blowing through the city, high performance cars and shit
No princess in my passy, it's just me and stick
Sixteen in the clip that will change the weather
I pull up, stick and move and I take whatever
Change for the better, what she keep saying
I'm like Sully in the bits, not Duchesne
I just landed on the strip, give me two days
Dope don't sell itself, word to 2 Chainz
The food just locked up, she wants the first taste
Two fiends died off this budge, I got top beige
Whole box in dots for this operation, I was top and tailing
Never really seen sleep, I was on them pavements
I know the way, I don't need the Apple Car play thing
I ain't tryna stay long, I'm just dropping papers
Next man's flying up for the merchandise
Chatting to my guy, we're just burning time
Laughing 'bout that shit food that burnt my line
That was years back, now my plug certified
My grub certified, to see my darg switch up man it hurt my eyes
I gotta put the darg down, that's the only choice
Hollow tips in mind that you can't avoid
I've had shootouts broad day that I can't avoid
Had to crouch behind cars and shoot back
Yo, feel like the walls closing in on me lately
Hope I ain't in too deep with the J Reed
Pray ain't my day one **** tryna snake me
The ones I slid for the same ones that betrayed me
I smoke weed and doze off, my phone wakes me
It's Stacey or Amy, I can't remember though
When I counted up my first twenty it was paper notes
Away from home for so long with no change of clothes
Written by: DEX, Prod GW
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