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No Secrets
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No Secrets was released on May 8, 2026 by Mello Music Group as a part of the album Cold Comfort
May 8, 2026
LabelMello Music Group
LanguageEnglish
BPM83
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

It go, job well done, good game, well said
stomachs don't growl all my people well fed
well paid, hoppin' out well dressed
make sucka sick, they ain't got well yet
And it ain't no secret, still rep the town and it ain't no secret
Yea, it ain't no secret, west side bound and it aint no secret
What the pot call the kettle, I don't know, empty vessels
better yet black metal, broke clocks with cracked bezels
sun shine on the rebel, let the dust bowl settle
but I don't rock with ****, I'm steppin' over the pebbles
between you and I there's a clear seperation
feeling less than patient blowing this recreation
there time to grieve, and there's time for celebration
I make room for joy like booking a reservation
Tell the truth these **** ho's I'm sayin' it's no secret
don't overthink it, it's something I made peace with
relinquish control I put together the pieces
the highs and the lows suppose it's no allegiance
aside from the dough cause bro we all need it
God bless who got they own it's no leases
don't throw me a bone I roam with no leashes
shit, a **** grown, you petty than folk keep it
It go, job well done, good game, well said
stomachs don't growl all my people well fed
well paid, hoppin' out well dressed
make sucka sick, they ain't got well yet
And it ain't no secret, still rep the town and it ain't no secret
Yea, it ain't no secret, west side bound and it aint no secret
[Asher Roth]
i am no conspiracy
theorist
but seriously a fear is what is siri overhearing?
surveilling
reading all my texts
and emailing
tell me when I was a little man
I’d say an alien
landed
but it ain’t a phantom hand
causing the panic
or a Satanic candidate
that’s damaging the planet
maybe I misunderstand
the plan that’s implemented
cause candid on the gram
ain’t what the managements
demanding
man
yall believe anything
huh?
sorta like Santa
for family of 4 in Kansas
who’s youngest daughter
is seven to tell her it would damning
so keeping on pretending
that’s everything’s copacetic
although deep down you know
it all could go the road of relic
as long as there’s a channing to sell it
there’s magic mike
dancing in our panties if the price is always right
everything I’ve said
I think it’s time to say goodnight I’ll turn into a college girl after a
couple vodka sprites
Written by: Andrew Thackeray, Asher Roth, John Westbrook Jr
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