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Muscle Memory
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Muscle Memory was released on May 29, 2026 by Bigger Picture Records as a part of the album Football
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Release DateMay 29, 2026
LabelBigger Picture Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM155

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Monday Night
Monday Night
Performer
Evidence
Evidence
Programming
Marcel Crump
Marcel Crump
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Taylor Perretta
Michael Taylor Perretta
Songwriter
Marcel Crump
Marcel Crump
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evidence
Evidence
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Didn't give a damn how his time was spent
I never bothered to ask any questions
Shit
Didn't give a damn how his time was spent
Ayo
I never bothered to ask any questions
My big cousin text me
Right in the middle of me flexin', I knew it was somethin' heavy
Whether it was the gym or the message, it made my muscles tense up
Pickin' up the phone feelin' stressed, felt like muscle memory
Shit, RIP Aunt Elsie
With my back against the wall, better go do somethin' healthy
Fake relationship with God, but I felt someone help me
I ain't tryin', I'm tryin' my hardest not to do somethin' extra, ****
Shit, I was never spotted by the law, was doin' somethin' desperate
You would've thought I was dodgin' a charge in a sense
I was thoughtful, your intentions always got me lost, but I respect it
Got me thinkin' 'bout my moms whenever I'm feelin' tested
Disarm a **** like he got shit
Clip farm a **** like an adolescent
I was thinkin' 'bout my Aunt Elsie this whole time
My eyes felt pressure, so I rolled blind
I just wish you'd tell me where I upset you this whole time
Didn't give a damn how his time was spent
But here I am
Ayo, you got identity debt
That black QX4 Infiniti helped me remember less is more
Stop sendin' me that, answerin' less calls
Them enemy steps get you right next to the ball
All friendlies detected, I need a tech stretch in my drawers
You learn your lesson, shit
Inspection on the helpers upon us
Like them special kicks you kept from your father, shit
I need my trinity back, I turn to Yosemite for that
Get you fresh as my barber, you keep sendin' me threats
I ain't gon' press you, look, I ain't in my feelings
You feelin' me less, red in my retinas
Look like X-rays that can see through your chest
Seein' what got you shook
To a fiend, you need to test this shit
And see what got you hooked
You **** hurt my soul
I saw it for you like my auntie, I really know my role
But it's gonna take some time
What time is it?
When we stand together
What time is it?
Written by: Marcel Crump, Michael Taylor Perretta
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