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Realer
Hip-Hop/Rap
Realer was released on January 30, 2026 by BME as a part of the album Realer - Single
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Release DateJanuary 30, 2026
LabelBME
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Edward William Jones Jr.
Edward William Jones Jr.
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edward William Jones Jr.
Edward William Jones Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Edward William Jones Jr.
Edward William Jones Jr.
Engineer

Lyrics

Tryna run it up I'm finna cop a couple mil'
Tired of **** hating not the one that pay the bill
Footing **** out got 20 verses ima kill
I'ma dog but I won't listen to you when ya tell me heel
I got skill that's my power
Fucking yo bitch we in the shower
The water cold we go for hours
Her pussy wet so I devour
Eat it up
**** feather like a duck
Package dense we smoking runts
Sweet and Sour OG yup
I hate to say I can't be touched
How many time I gotta tell ya **** sit and be still
Edo taking over I'm at the table feeding meals
Like I said before I'm not signing no bullshit deal
Want that bread up front I can't be played electric like eel
Slide we going to the right
She wasn't my bitch before but she trust me 4Thenite
Don't believe the hype I'm classy bougie yeah that shit alright
My momma taught me right
Put up a fight
Let's argue for the night I got time
Theres deeper meaning I'm my rhymes
Something subliminal bringing the lime
Baking my crust and smoking my pine
Clearing my mine and now I'm up flying
You **** not me ya can't be K-9
The roof is over ya head
You **** can't be Edo Edo really is Red
Red bone lil **** that is me
My skin is orange so I glow in the sun come and see
If you **** wanna Challenge try to rap keep up with me
I work 2 other lil jobs make sure my dream ain't gone decease I got time
I'll spit dope out in my rhymes
Feel like you smoked up a dime
Edo's a fighter put my knuckles on I'm fine
Ima hit you wit a book
And bitch left right a hook
I show that I write for plenty hours up all night I cook
I'm insane pick my mental ya can't touch my brain
I'll work myself to death to make sure that I live a dream
Carry my tool box everywhere ya know what I mean
Maybe ya don't cause my shit is heavy
Time to clear the scene
I gave that shit to Aisa but she don't know what that mean
That means I'm up next not playing no game screen
Don't make me lose my body cause I don't wanna clean
What's the the matter in the Ridge I'm in my head wanna scream
Damn I did it once again
Slid on him without a friend
Shark like I'm biting fins
Cut you off you think I'm playing
Don't need you I'm counting bands
A junkie life is testing fen
No I'm not a dealer I'm the riddler
But I'm knowing him
Bitch I'm the reaper
I'm not grim I got peepers
Black cloak tonight and I got 2 lil divas
They want me to fuck
But I been eating one for lunch
I'm not hungry no more but they pussy wet I'm in a bunch
Written by: Edward William Jones Jr.
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