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THE INTRO
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Hip-Hop/Rap
THE INTRO was released on May 1, 2026 by Independent as a part of the album The Usual Suspects
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Squeeks, Joe Black
Squeeks, Joe Black
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Squeeks, Joe Black
Squeeks, Joe Black
Composer, Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michelin Shin
Michelin Shin
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Westy
Westy
Producer

Lyrics

Yo bro
Yo Blacks, where you at?
Yo Squeeks, I'm in Highbury, tryna hit the lab
Come link me near mine, G
You got the packs?
Let me holla at the YG
He said he's got the dank but it's a little bit pricey
It's Cali though
Fuck it, let me grab a O
Give me twenty minutes, I just gotta fly Cally Road
I'ma grab it, bro, you know I got it locked in
Just meet me at the booth cah I know you're on a long ting
Forty-five tops, I'm on my way, it's the truth
I beg you try and find out if we can blaze in the booth
Yeah, it's calm, I got it governed, building's owned by my bruddas
No one can't tell us nuttin, we gon' smoke till we're buzzing
That's cool, say nuttin, I'ma grab a couple drinks
B&H Gold, Blacks, and don't forget the Riz
Come on, I'm on my way, fam, I'm out here
Say no more
I'ma ring your phone when I'm downstairs
Time flies so fast
Dodging through traffic, tryna get to no stars
Dipping up Hornsey Road in a Rolls-Royce
Five percent tints, lucky I ain't get points
I'm speeding past the Ville, listening to the old joints
Love, honour, obey
Izzy's in the building, we got nuff songs on the way
I'm stuck in Holloway, right next to Whitty
Traffic's one thing I don't like 'bout this city
It's the way we live and that shit I can't avoid
Gotta make it back safe cah I got a little boy
It's hot in Mayweather, still beat him like I'm Floyd
If it ain't me or Blacks, tell 'em, "Kill the noise"
Shit, Squeeks, you got a point, it's the real **** soundtrack
Couple setbacks but only real **** bounce back
All I see's a bunch of mini-me's running round, akh
Disagree, tell them put their money where their mouth's at
Disagree, tell 'em put their money where their mouth is
Likkle me, I was running riot round their houses
Picture me piling up this money in a mountain
Didn't speak, now I got all this money shouting
Didn't speak, now I got all this money shouting
You know Blacks, cash rules everything around him
Underground king, I've been resting in the mountains
Money over fame, this ain't never been a clout ting
Written by: Squeeks, Joe Black
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