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baptized in ash was released on May 29, 2026 by G59 Records as a part of the album runaway

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Scott Arceneaux Jr.

Scott Arceneaux Jr.

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Scott Arceneaux Jr.

Scott Arceneaux Jr.

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Budd Dwyer

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Lyrics

(You did good, $lick)

One-take (it's a smash)

Nah, we goin' off the top, no pushing it

Just let that bitch run

Turn me up, boy, uh

Wayne (Lonely boy)

Yeah, flexed up with that cash, my money spread like rumors

Pull up, we react like VTG Akuma

Fine Nine be the clique, bitch, I stay grey like boomers

Fuck a nine-to-five, I'm with the drug abusers

Three's up with that heat, I shoot like Norman Powell

Niña got her tits out like it's Girls Gone Wild

Motherfuck a trial, kill all pedophiles

Never gave a fuck and I ain't startin' now

Never gave a fuck and I ain't (hold up)

Never gave a fuck and I ain't (OK)

Never gave a fuck and I ain't startin' now

I ain't startin' now, yeah, hold up

Bodies in the closet, I been dancin' with my skeletons

Mixin' up the compounds like my doctorate in medicine

I done been through Hell and still they askin' where the hell I been

Devil lies, my demons died, and this here the New Testament

Lonely boy, I'm desolate, bitches make me petulant

All these rappers broke as fuck and wishin' for a settlement (pussy)

"Fuck you" been my etiquette, fuckboy, I got "Fuck you" money

Yeah, I'm out here war-ready, bitch, come try and take it from me

Shit, ask my bitch, she know I like it bloody

Dirty white boy, even my cup get muddy

Generational run, I make my past get dusty

What the fuck is comfy? Look at my face, no fucks 'bout nothin'

Overly medicated, one pill from sedated (turn me up)

Grew up Section eight'd, now my neighborhood gated

All of my trauma, wouldn't trade it, look what I created

Damn, near killed myself to show my dad I made it

Fuck fried, I'm cremated, smoke until I'm faded

I done seen woods ate 'em, they biodegraded

Hair long like a vagrant, I'm high off inhalants

They fiend for engagement, sell pussy for Rainbet

Yeah, flexed up with that cash, my money spread like rumors

Pull up, we react like VTG Akuma (turn me up)

Fine Nine be the clique, bitch, I stay grey like boomers

Fuck a nine-to-five, I'm with the drug abusers

Three's up with that heat, I shoot like Norman Powell

Niña got her tits out like it's Girls Gone Wild

Motherfuck a trial, kill all pedophiles

Never gave a fuck and I ain't startin' now

Never gave a fuck and I ain't (hold up)

Never gave a fuck and I ain't (yeah, OK)

Never gave a fuck and I ain't startin' now

I ain't startin' now, yeah, hold up (what up, ho?)

Written by: Scott Arceneaux Jr.

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