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Ain't Done
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ain't Done was released on April 24, 2026 by Alien Music as a part of the album CHILD OF GRACE
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Release DateApril 24, 2026
LabelAlien Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eraztuz
Eraztuz
Performer
Erastus Olumuyiwa
Erastus Olumuyiwa
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erastus Olumuyiwa
Erastus Olumuyiwa
Composer, Lyrics
W.C. Handy
W.C. Handy
Composer
Malcolm McLaren
Malcolm McLaren
Composer
Rod Argent
Rod Argent
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marv D'Alchemist
Marv D'Alchemist
Producer

Lyrics

I gotta pack this shit up, fuck these bitches, I ain’t done yet
Ran it up from zero, now my neck look like a sunset
Told myself I’m pressure, every L turned to a dub, bet
Tried to knock me down but I’m still standin’, I ain’t done yet
I gotta pack this shit up, fuck these bitches, I ain't done yet
Now I’m mixin’ pain inside this cup, it got me seasick
Everybody talkin’ on my name but they ain’t mean shit
If you ever counted me out once, you gon’ regret it
I was in that gutter, had to climb up out the mud, yeah
Tryna stay up, hustle hard, ain’t goin’ back to crumbs
Took a couple losses, had to charge it to the funds,
Cut some people off, they wasn’t ridin’ when it’s storm,
I ain’t never beg a soul to stay, I took my heart back
Now I got ’em watchin’ how I move, they tryna guard that
Say they want the smoke but when it come, they never spark that
Runnin’ through these hundreds, money tall just like a bar stack
Told my mama, she ain't got to worry bout no bills
Told my haters, they can keep on talking im still real
I ain't reach my peak, I'm on my way up to the hill
Now I’m on that motion, I ain’t stoppin’, I need big checks
VVS be hittin’, look like water when it dip wet
Took a risk on me, now everything I touch is instant
Drippin’ when I’m steppin’, got ’em mad, I make they bitch sweat
Came from ramen noodles, now it’s lobster with the butter side
Used to pray for better days, now I’m the one they glorify
Had to cut the snakes, ’cause once they hiss, they gettin’ mortified
Now my circle small like trust, and money’s only multiplied
I gotta pack this shit up, fuck these bitches, I ain’t done yet
Ran it up from zero, now my neck look like a sunset
Told myself I’m pressure, every L turned to a dub, bet
Tried to knock me down but I’m still standin’, I ain’t done yet
I gotta pack this shit up, fuck these bitches, I ain't done yet
Now I’m mixin’ pain inside this cup, it got me seasick
Everybody talkin’ on my name but they ain’t mean shit
If you ever counted me out once, you gon’ regret it
Told my mama, she ain't got to worry bout no bills
Told my haters, they can keep on talking im still real
I ain't reach my peak, I'm on my way up to the hill
Written by: Erastus Olumuyiwa, Malcolm McLaren, Rod Argent, W.C. Handy
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