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Mail
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Hip-Hop
Mail was released on February 27, 2026 by Chrysler Records as a part of the album Mail - Single
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Release DateFebruary 27, 2026
LabelChrysler Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM114

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dean Lauro
Dean Lauro
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dean Lauro
Dean Lauro
Composer, Lyrics
Trey Broomfield
Trey Broomfield
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dean Lauro
Dean Lauro
Producer
Chris Ynoa
Chris Ynoa
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Ayo)
My flow nice
It would hold doors for ya
My kicks nice but they scuffed
Ignoring it
I moved out now they wanting me back
I'm more worried bout plaques so fuck allat
(Yeah)
Dudes talking down
But I been around
They been doubting but I ain't about to quit now
Right now I'm just a face in a crowd
With a desire to make em grab a 45 and go
BLAOW
(Ow)
Right into their temple
Stupid motherfuckers
Wanna act like we cool now
Ex girls wanna text
Try and make a move now
Rooftop parties
We caving in the room now
(yuh)
Hold your applause
Used to get tossed
Shrugged off
Told to get lost
(Aw)
Done staying quiet
And just "trying"
Always knew I had talent
I just had to apply it
Damnit
Coulda never ever planned it
Never leave your ho alone
That bitch is stranded
Landed in France and Paris
Asking bout my life bitch I'm careless
Prettier than everyone of my exes
I'm hitting your girl and Ill buy her a necklace
She ain't do much but she on my checklist
I'll hit her up now and ill eat it for breakfast
I'm sat alone in a dorm taking notes
On my current situation and how I can change it
Most nights stay awake
Sometimes till daybreak
I wanna do shows
And I hate being unknown
(Oh)
Scared of living life middle of the road
And I fear failure
So I know where to go
It's a place of yes men and designer clothes
And model hoes who wanna listen every time you say pose
Yo
And I don't ever look at price tags
Hit the cashier, just give him a grand
Hitting trips from san fran down to japan
No longer wearing black pairs of beat up vans
(yeah)
Been a long time coming so fuck it
Looking for paparazzi
Other's go duck it
Million dollar plans are a fourth of my budget
Plenty groupies see my stage and rush it
Damnit
Coulda never ever planned it
Never leave your ho alone
That bitch is stranded
Landed in France and Paris
Asking bout my life bitch I'm careless
Prettier than everyone of my exes
I'm hitting your girl and Ill buy her a necklace
She ain't do much but she on my checklist
I'll hit her up now and ill eat it for breakfast
Learn the name
Rocked my first set
With backpacks, cargos and hickeys on my neck
(yeah)
Haters all wanna bitch over verbage
Talking down to me, y'all lookin like Dinklage
The sick shit that I drop is anemic
Write between lines, y'all can't read shit
They wanna guess who I am as a man
I'm the typa guy to go n ask your girl if she got plans
And damn
She's a lil impressed
Go to bed in the morning
I never get rest
To be honest
Musics that I care about
Dedicate ain't the word
I'm more devout
Never thinkin bout cash or the right amounts
Never stress when my girl wanna go out
I got pride
And faith
Just wait
I aint ever getting pressed over what you got to say
Written by: Dean Lauro
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