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The Str8 Drop
12,135
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Str8 Drop was released on August 10, 2022 by PACMANTV as a part of the album The Str8 Drop - Single
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Release DateAugust 10, 2022
LabelPACMANTV
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

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Lyrics

(You are now locked into Pacman TV)
Alz Hendrix 2022 all my real **** stand up
All my jail **** stand up, you know what time it is
Gang
40 mixed it
Let me tell you why they couldn't fuck with me
In and out the country, no one showed no love to me
Had to leave the ends, my right hand was on some fuckery
If you gave him one wish, it would probably be to duppy me
Call me what you want, but I ain't never been a wannabe
First Mali' billionaire, I said it, we them prodigies
I don't need no autotune, **** I'm a lyricist
All the shit I'm spitting, Shakespeare, he could 'ave written this
I just wanna ghost, man, I swear I'm getting sick of this
Fake ass bitches and ****, they're all full of shit
Lost it all in lockdown, fuck it, it's a learning curve
Free my **** uptown, got hit up with a dirty bird
He'll be home soon, in that booth we gon make it work
If I know one thing I'ma make it happen
I can't waste Gods gift so I gotta stay spazzing
I remember when they never thought they would hear me rapping
Wallahi akh I've seen hell through my mothers eyes
You ain't felt no pain until you really seen your mother cry
To tell the truth, i ain't really wanna live this life
But i gotta take a risk just to make a fucking dime
Touch one of mine, we still bound to catch a homicide
But please don't push me im not a killer
Put me under pressure, back it out and tear your liver
Ya Allah forgive me cah I know that I'm a sinner
I was on a strip from mad young serving dinner
Nah, but not the type you have at home, Nah
Catch me in the masjid on my knees making tobah
Clean-hearted brother but the streets turned me colder
If I lose it all I'm at your door like a Jehovah
I can't waste time every year I'm getting older
And if I don't make it, at least I die trying
I need a Richard on my wrist for all them nights crying
If I said I didn't feel it then I'd be lying
I got a couple dead bros, I won't see them again
If you see a **** smiling then it's probably pretend
I done been through so much it turned me ments
Alhumdudillah I'm still here 'cause I'm mercy sent
All I really got is brothers I don't fuck with friends
I'ma hold down mine till the fucking end
I'ma hold down mine until the-, yeah
Tryna turn my trackies into suits looking smarter
Get it off the rap and then I'll flip it like I'm carter
That's my blueprint I want that prezzie like Obama
I'm so sentimental cah my hood is a disaster
I need all this paper and I gotta get it faster
I was misguided, I grew up without a father
I can preach game but don't take me for no pastor
When you see an opp, best leave more than a plaster
In this industry I boogie with the shaytan
I don't get man they make P's and buy fake garms
I just step clean with my Nike fit shades on
I can't take stress from no bitch, man I'm too young
I just want land more cribs and a few farms
So i hope the music thing pays off
But for now i make prof', leave the scene taped off
If I see next man trapping in my main spot
Best of both worlds, what you want? I got that straight drop
She ain't want me back then tell that bitch, "Bake off"
Booj and banter model like that work came from Lagos
I can't stop now till my whole family paid off
Written by: Alz Hendrix
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