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Worst off
Hip-Hop/Rap
Worst off was released on January 20, 2026 by tradinni as a part of the album Worst off - Single
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Release DateJanuary 20, 2026
Labeltradinni
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Bett
Mark Bett
Composer
Derrick Muriithi Maina
Derrick Muriithi Maina
Composer

Lyrics

You heard the birds stop
They die they off they bygones
Can't catch a fade we doing star talks
Yeah huh
You heard the birds stop
We ball you worst off
They die they off they bygones
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we doing star talks
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we doing star talks
Been up been down like that crib came from DreamWorks
Stay rooted I'm building them castles
Bet they feeling the burn
These **** is bastards and I don't feed my seed
Like damn no hurt
After the words and we back it with actions
This shit light work no reaction
Bet I told you I do it with passion
She gon blow me with passion for the passport
And my mental be sharp you ain't cracking the pass code
Don't catch me if I get in that mode
Don't ask me just pilot the boat
She gon come in a skirt and her titties a bow
If **** they hate I'm calling em slow
Reconnaissance flow and I did it better call me a goat
That **** not sharp and he missing the point
If I hop on the field I'm scoring some seventy points
You claim that you bagging them baddies
But you only be bagging them foids
Yeah
You heard the birds stop
We ball you worst off
They die they off they bygones
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we doing star talks
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we
You heard the birds stop
We ball you worst off
They die they off they bygones
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we doing star talks
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we
I've seen that look before it's not a look of sadness
Or happiness
It's a blank expression written on your face
I can't tell I can't know how you feel
But when you talk I'm lost some more
I can't tell what you want what you mean
If you don't tell me how you feel
How will I know how
I'm so tired of reading mixed signals
I think I need some air I think I need peace
If this hate keep on finding me I'll lose my mind
I thought I found some love but I was so wrong
It was tragic yeah it was toxic yeah
Tales toxic love got me unaware
Feeling happy is a waste of time
I can't even confide in no shrink
She told me I'm stuck in my past
Bitch bitch it ain't my fault
I'm stuck in my lone
What's the point of living without love
I'm stuck in my mind in my head
That's why these bitches hate me
But then again loneliness is a choice
Pick my broken pieces of my heart
Thousand pieces they so scattered
They so many they all over
Yeah
Yeah
You heard the birds stop
We ball you worst off
They die they off they bygones
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we doing star talks
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we
You heard the birds stop
We ball you worst off
They die they off they bygones
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we doing star talks
I spin that b a cyclone
Can't catch a fade we
Help is on the way
Help is on the way
Hold on tight
Help is on the way
Help is on the way
Look for help twin don't be like me I tried and failed
I hit a rockier bottom lower than I was at the bottom
I thought I was sad but now I'm so sad
I thought I was lost but now I'm so lost
But when I'm lost I psych myself
That help is on the way
Help is on the way
Hold on hold on hold on tight
Help is on the way
Hold on hold on hold on
Written by: Derrick Muriithi Maina, Mark Bett
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