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Yusef
Hip-Hop/Rap
Yusef was released on April 23, 2026 by TheBamBeatz Distillery/Soul Dope as a part of the album Vol 2... Mean Streets
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Release DateApril 23, 2026
LabelTheBamBeatz Distillery/Soul Dope
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DB Cutlass
DB Cutlass
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Garcia
Alex Garcia
Songwriter
Daniel Esquijarosa
Daniel Esquijarosa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bambeatz
Bambeatz
Producer

Lyrics

Generational trauma
She had odds with her momma
I guess the death of her father
Wasnt easy to harbor
School grades were excellent
She was always benevolent
College applications
Acceptance
But she was negligent
There was still a void in her heart
She could feel it
Started drinking and smoking
Oxycontin concealed it
Spending all her savings
On pill pop and proceeded
To the thrill of the option
Her heroin done relieved it
It's spooky
The boy figured her grief
Her pain
Her escape
The absence that she could seek
The actions that she would keep
Were misguided and criminal
Let me give you concrete details
And make it visual
Shes selling her body
Looking for grams
Even shooting in the lobby
With Bobby looking for scams
She dont know where its leading
Its probably in the can
But she pregnant and infected
Probably another man
Damn
This other man
Is suffering
Has a wife
A couple of kids
A mortgage
Juggling
Its strenuous
Continuous
Its getting colder than the Inuits
Hes folding up like menus is
Alcohol dependent from descendants
Family tree with flaws from depressions
Add another cause from deceptions
Mental disorders are never broader
But the waters run deep in assessments
Check it
He used to be a social drinker
Honest
Hardworking
Certain he was a noble thinker
Now hes driving with no care of dying
Even chewing up this cocaine
So plain
No fear of flying
Even promised his wife he make a change
She packed up and left with the kids
Way out of range
He broke and drowning in bottles
In love with his sadness
Hanging out with all these hookers
Trying to fuck with these addicts
Damn
Why you make a payment last Tuesday
I made my payment last Tuesday
What are you talking about
You paid him last week
Yeah I paid him last week
Why
What he say
I Didnt pay him
No
Hes a fucking liar
Where was he
No
You paid him
Yeah
I paid him
Hes looking for thrills since he was young
Had a taste for the odds
The freedom of what it brung
Seeking to number some
Hes eager to beat the sun
But the losses keep on adding up
He need it bad enough
Cause he dont have that cash he fucked
Loan sharks well equipped
And he dont have this portion he clipped
Hes well aware of the risks
Dont have a care when it hits
Its exhilarating to feel
Gotta prepare when it miss
No doubt
He got a poker game he wanna play
Unlicensed in to buy in
Bout 40k
Some silence
He had pocket aces and felt safe
But lost to a three of kind with a pale face
This makes the debt larger
Hes a stressed father
Dont wanna leave his daughter
But hes been running out of things to barter
They caught him at the racetrack
For payback
Buried alive with his brain cracked
Ain't that something
The story relates to the beginning
Because his daughter was affected
From the way of his ending
Descending in all her agony
Mother living in apathy
You can see its a tragedy
Aint no one living happily
So
The moral of the story go
Our afflictions become addictions
And that's the only war we know
We battle everyday trying to find a win
All of these demons trying to tie us in
Let it go
You make me laugh
You know that
You know
I borrow money all over this neighborhood
Left and right
From everybody and I never pay them back
So
I cant borrow no money
From nobody no more
Right
So
Who does that leave me to borrow money from
But you
I borrow money from you
Because youre the only jerk off around here
That I can borrow money from
Without paying back
Right
Right
Because you know thats what you are
That's what I think of you
A jerk off
Youre smiling because youre a jerk off
Youre a fucking jerk off
Can I tell you something else
Mikey
I fuck you right where you breathe
Because I dont give two shits about you
Or nobody else
Thats it
Motherfucker
Come on
Come on
Come on
Motherfucker
My big shot
Come on
Come on
D D
Disappointed Dunsky
Right
Asshole
Come on
Come on
Come on
You dont have the guts
Come on
Asshole
Come over here
Come over here
Ill put this in your ass
Written by: Alex Garcia, Daniel Esquijarosa
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