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Radar
Hip-Hop/Rap
Radar was released on April 19, 2026 by DTR Media as a part of the album Exit 57
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AlbumExit 57
Release DateApril 19, 2026
LabelDTR Media
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Waite
Ryan Waite
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Waite
Ryan Waite
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
iLLKay
iLLKay
Producer
TurnMeUpTone
TurnMeUpTone
Engineer

Lyrics

Hear alarms and check the radar cause we somewhere lurking
I was killing operations like I was a surgeon
Type to light it up and burn it, write my shit in cursive
I've been working since a youngin' so shit, I deserve it
There ain't nothing but some effort, bitch you gotta earn it
Put some pressure on the next ones, make them know it's worth it
There ain't nothing that can stop us, lately we been working
Try to take us out with bullshit, but it's never hurting
That's on God, just let me go and talk a bit
Lately all around the scene, I'm seeing hypocrites
People talking on my dick, they criticize the way I live
They know me as the Allegheny, baby, who be talking shit
The one from Junkies, how I live, the one that never grew up rich
The one who claims he be a victim, tell them all to suck my dick
Grew up running by the cliff, found my bikes down in the creek
Brother dealing cops, they coming out the back door, see him dip
And that's just really how I grew up, let me talk about my life
Brother tripping, overdosing, mom, she higher than a kite
Rest in peace and ease my mind, shit I saw had me in line
Couldn't understand the shit, but shit, I understand my mind
And now we back again, I'm holding back emotions, they feel like the Hoover Dam
Smoking on exotic shit, it came from Amsterdam
Dumbfucks all around this city pay for onlyfans
And shit, I'm wearing bitch it's visions, fly like Pakistan
Okay, let's get it back, I'm gonna run me up a band
You found me smoking on exotic way up in the stands
It's Off Waite DTR, I'm flexing with no gym pass
I pop out, bitch, you know it's just like glass, I do smash
Smoking, bitch, I'm rolling up and take a hit
It's exotic THC up in my lungs, I cannot quit
In the nighttime, we be swerving lanes, you see us in the whip
I don't give a fuck about that boy, that boy a little bitch
Hear alarms and check the radar, cause we somewhere lurking
I was killing operations like I was a surgeon
Type to light it up and burn it up, my shit in cursive
I've been working since a youngin, so shit, I deserve it
There ain't nothing but some effort, bitch, you gotta earn it
Put some pressure on the next ones, make them know it's worth it
There ain't nothing that can stop us, lately we been working
Try to take us out with bullshit, but it's never hurting
Burgh baby, Allegheny, say it loud and with some pride
From the valley out the west end where I saw some junkies die
Said they want me dead, I'm laughing cause I know I'll never die
Music lives forever, bitch, and my voice just the reason why
Pussy boy was talking reckless till my woldy get to dumping
Pop out in they head, I'm in they mind just like a damn concussion
Tell them they can see it, but remind them they can never touch it
Way up like a tree stand, type of season where I get to hunting
Baby girl gon' hit me, tell me that I'm living fine
Couple bitches in my life that wanna try and kill the vibe
Couldn't get inside the club, see them hate from the outside
I ain't one to feel emotion, rather fuck her till she cry
Hear alarms and check the radar cause we somewhere lurking
I was killing operations like I was a surgeon
Type to light it up and burn it, I ain't got shit in cursive
I've been working since a youngin, so shit, I deserve it
There ain't nothing but some effort, bitch, you gotta earn it
Put some pressure on the next ones, make them know it's worth it
There ain't nothing that can stop us, lately we been working
Try to take us out with bullshit, but it's never hurting
Written by: Ryan Waite
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