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Unlikely
Hip-Hop/Rap
Unlikely was released on February 6, 2026 by SawThe2nd as a part of the album Devolved To Evolve
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Release DateFebruary 6, 2026
LabelSawThe2nd
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sawyer Hughes
Sawyer Hughes
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sawyer Hughes
Sawyer Hughes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SawTheMaster17
SawTheMaster17
Producer

Lyrics

They say I'm a clone
Faking a personality
Well then I don't know
How to say this very easily
It's unlikely that we are the same
It's just unlikely that we share the pain
It's unlikely to compare me to Kanye or Wayne
So when you tell me I'm the best, I'm thinkin you're insane
It's unlikely
This the praise and respect
That I get and don't break a sweat
And I bet it woulda been elevated yet
I'm devastated y'all don't care to check
On me, and I have to believe
The reception on Integrity
Was blindsided cause now it seems
The perception is I copy
Every artist I love I don't believe that
Matter of fact if it weren't for this track
Don't think I woulda earned a bag
Inspired Joker Beetle pat on the back
I have a knack for anything right
And I attack my verses twice
Once in practice, second is nice
But not good enough for my fans alright
So let me revert your expectations
I don't claim to be the next sensation
But zip up those lips no exclamation
Got more fluid than animation
Relaxation, no time there's trouble
Hip-hop is ready to rumble
Things seem odd, think I'm seeing double
No wait it's my copycats pop your bubble (woah)
It's unlikely that we are the same
It's just unlikely that we share the pain
It's unlikely to compare me to Kanye or Wayne
So when you tell me I'm the best, I'm thinkin you're insane
It's unlikely
Would I be good if I had a fan base that was intact?
Not too sure the fans I have are my mom and my bro yeah
So the group is small if it hits double digits good that
Would be the best outcome but how come they leave and don't come back?
Well I'll tell you why, they're fricking retarded
Don't listen to me, so cruel and so heartless
Making me mad, guess that's what you wanted
Standing my ground, so I stay guarded
Regarding my past been disregarded
You stir up the pot and now I'm bombarded
With questions about how all of this started
Wait a minute I farted now I forgot what I was saying
My apologies for what I was playing
Hiding the truth ain't better it's faking
I'm regaining all of my strength
To knock you down and win first place
The length of the game don't matter
Afraid of me kinda sounds cliché ay?
Hey, that's just what I do
I don't care about you dudes
To that guy who said I was Lil Mabu
Respectfully frick you
Wanna be gangster hop off my nuts
You're probably more sweeter than a milk dud
That's only because you think your music is tough
When in reality it sucks
It's unlikely that we are the same
It's just unlikely that we share the pain
It's unlikely to compare me to Kanye or Wayne
So when you tell me I'm the best, I'm thinkin you're insane
It's unlikely
I just wanna do whatever I wanna do
I could get a banana twin and fling it at you
I'd laugh for a few but if you did it
to me dude
I'd write a diss track and mail it to you
My gosh, I'm just so petty
I'm the king like Richard Petty
Drive them insane like a Chevy
But I'm all in and I'm ready
I don't like the claims that I copy
Sounds like I do one take which is sloppy
Or I rap really fast which would be choppy
I'm not sounding mean or being cocky
I just hate when they do things
So pristine my ears will bleed
If you got a problem with me
What about us three that do copy?
Speaking of which let's get to that
Alex's favorite is Yeat in fact
You call his fan base gen z trash
Care to explain Joker's laugh?
Speaking of Joker, he loves The Weeknd
You don't get on him being on the deep end?
When he makes a cover don't you believe in
Him for being better but act malignant?
Well about me? The guys who makes
A lot of songs about being so great
Your first mistake, you're in my way
Your second take, you call me fake
On the third day, you make me faint
I'll turn you red with dripping paint
Kiss my grits, only copycat here is you riding my meat all-day (gay)
Written by: Sawyer Hughes
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