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Afraid Interlude
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Afraid Interlude was released on April 13, 2026 by 4DY RECORDS as a part of the album Lost Files
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Release DateApril 13, 2026
Label4DY RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Upperclass Murdock
Upperclass Murdock
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Murdock
Murdock
Songwriter

Lyrics

Never be afraid to take chances
I done fell up in my lane, enhanced it
Only time they come around is when I upload the perks
Only time they come around is when I upload the work
Hands out like the first
Still trappin', bitch, I'm tryin' for the mattress
Started gettin' money, exclusive drip turned to a habit
Can't walk a mile up in my shoes, know how we step
Upper class, 40 wide, bitch, you know what we rep
Tryna play both sides, caught 'em in the middle
Gotta watch out for them snakes, my head on a swivel
I just put my whole heart into the instrumental
Ain't no time to tuck no chain, we hoppin' out the window
Crash the whip, burn the rental
Lot of **** tryna clone me
Heard these **** was plottin' on me
Say your words, they call me brodie
A lot of these **** don't even know me
Every time the pain try to show, I just hide it
Where I'm from, it's called the slums, yeah, we promote violence
Draco got a cooler kit, bitch, it sound like a violin
.4 Got me relaxed, so when we slide, we violent
Lately, I been mellow, but now it's time to ball
Fifty thousand all dubs just to show the vlog
Can't take this money to my grave, so I'ma blow it all
I'm a motion picture you can't frame, you can't rearrange
Even if you try, I recreate the plot
Still trappin', bitch, I'm tryin' for the mattress
Started gettin' money, exclusive drip turned to a habit
Can't walk a mile up in my shoes, know how we step
Upper class, 40 wide, bitch, you know what we rep
Tryna play both sides, caught 'em in the middle
Gotta watch out for them snakes, my head on a swivel
I just put my whole heart into the instrumental
Ain't no time to tuck no chain, we hoppin' out the window
Crash the whip, burn the rental
Can't never leave my dawg, so I copped a new 'Vette
Never really need no vibe, slide through the opps hood to the neck
Quick to flip the switch, and them best shots aim for the neck
**** put a hundred shots up, still ain't hit the net
Put buddy on the news, yeah, now it's homie next
Could show a hundred all blues, yeah, but I hardly flex
I know this town is my medicine
Written by: Murdock
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