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Why
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Why was released on February 23, 2026 by WxM B as a part of the album DUSK
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AlbumDUSK
Release DateFebruary 23, 2026
LabelWxM B
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandon
Brandon
Drum Machine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Eric Woodard
Brandon Eric Woodard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandon
Brandon
Producer

Lyrics

Ever since a child, I was learning the game
Kicking dust on my J's, through the cut to get the yay
Back to back I hustle harder when a **** in the paint
When a **** in the paint
Ever since a child, I was learning the game
Kicking dust on my J's, through the cut to get the yay
Back to back I hustle harder when a **** in the paint
When a **** in the paint
Everybody look at life different
And me I know the sky's the limit
I remember how we ride, how we ride
Taking these penitentiary chances but advancing in the phase
I look at you in the face and think you ready to get the cake
So we cut the middle man out and we straight to get the yay
The original American gangster in the Ville I keep you paid
You keep me laid up for a couple days and I'm back out on the creep
Grinding hard for child for me and mines I'm tired of **** sleeping
So I gotta exercise and raise the bar, that's a bet
Check and see if you catch me on that cash
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My cheddar skrilla dough cheese stacks green money money man
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My mula dollar fetti cream green black bean
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My cheddar skrilla dough cheese stacks green money money
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My mula dollar fetti cream big green black bean
Soldiers front line, adversaries be hard to find
Because they got the word that we be on the rise
Barefaced through lyrical disguise
Watch for landmines, calculate steps
I greet the reaper head on because of horrific deaths
Call me the random shot, 50 cal caps
Making dome shots, liquor shots
Aim at billboard spots
Plaque, jewels, gold, collecting all plunder
As I ride through, me be striding
In the quest like a terrorist
Lyrics aimed at MC's combined with hollows
To rip through a vest
I'm a rider, and when I find you
Welcome to the mind of a killer
Grave filler, casket sealer
Rappers found DOA because the raps are nothing but me
Psychotic and crazy
Now evaluate the crime scene
Watch me through verse, bust
Leave the rap scene so clean
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My cheddar skrilla dough cheese stacks green money money man
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My mula dollar fetti cream green black bean
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My cheddar skrilla dough cheese stacks green money money
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My mula dollar fetti cream big green black bean
I had to keep a stash, watch my back
Never skirt the blast
Count my money every day that's adding
Taking losses **** that subtract
And I pay the cost to be the boss like Pippen
Calling shots you gotta crawl before you limp
Learn to walk by yourself for a minute
Straighten up, open your ears and listen
Pay attention to your investment
Get money, no exception
Baby you so attractive, I gotta stack
You been all by yourself tonight
Cause I want you looking good no matter where you at
And I'mma get this money and I'm coming back
Running chad I'm on the grind
Pulling up my Caddy shine like pine
Big green, little bean black
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My cheddar skrilla dough cheese stacks green money money man
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My mula dollar fetti cream green black bean
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My cheddar skrilla dough cheese stacks green money money
Man I don't know why, but for child I know why
My mula dollar fetti cream big green black bean
Ever since a child, I was learning the game
Kicking dust on my J's, through the cut to get the yay
Back to back I hustle harder when a **** in the paint
When a **** in the paint
Ever since a child, I was learning the game
Kicking dust on my J's, through the cut to get the yay
Back to back I hustle harder when a **** in the paint
When a **** in the paint
Man I don't know why
Written by: Ben Llewellyn Jones
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