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Invite Only

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Invite Only was released on June 12, 2026 by GRM Daily as a part of the album Invite Only - Single

Song Details

AlbumInvite Only - Single

Release DateJune 12, 2026

LabelGRM Daily

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM91

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

GRM Daily

Performer

Tiny Boost

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tiny Boost

Composer, Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Tiny Boost

Producer

Lyrics

I'm in this Culli, tryna gather up my thoughts

Brodie in the skully tryna catch another corpse

Original Top Boy, I be rapping like Scorch

Tryna spread death amongst these dorks cah I show 'em no remorse

Nah, they gotta beg for mercy

We ain't start from the same spot, respect my journey

You get caught, you don't talk, you just get an attorney

I know man that had them dinners lining up in the servery

I know man that made millions handing out them birdies

Pyrex bowls and they're stamping on dirty

That 9X pole will put your back on a gurney

Get you picked up and lifted

It's a cutthroat life, that's a skill you pick up in this business

The killers did a hit with cell site and ballistics

And your freedom ain't looking realistic

The memories from the road, they start seeming all distant

You start hollering at hoes, you forgetting how you dissed them

When you was on the road, on the way to be a kingpin

Treating trap spots like they kingdoms

Fam, I gave way too many years to that system

Can you see these greys in my beard? That's the wisdom

Cried enough tears for you to swim in

Never had a pot to put my piss in, then I got consistent

Knocking at that door, I couldn't stop, I stayed persistent

Got to them bands, not the ones for resistance

My type of mission take commitment

If you're tryna stop me getting money

Shit, we going to war like I'm Winston

And I'ma have your mummy mourning with your siblings

I'm in the ends like strawberry Mirinda's

Heart of a lion, my life's similar to Simba's

Capri's with the heels, I ask if her pussy printed

I be in her like a prisoner appealing that conviction

Listen, she might as well just sentence me to life

It was do-or-die for Air Max 95's

How you gon' get rich if you don't try?

I'm putting on that shit, they don't believe until you fly

What's the talk of a parrot to an eagle in the sky?

Close ones always hate, no reason as to why

So we aim for the face, knock the evil out their eyes

I'm really in the skies, uh, you just ain't look at me properly

We snatched souls, not bikes, that's a daylight robbery

Every Tom, Tim and Harry got Cali by the pound

It's fucking up the economy, we tryna play Monopoly

They tear down the ends and then they dread to find a property

But kill or be killed still the policy, streets still gossipy

Dope boy's got it on the stove, we're still locking in

Yak boys get it off the plug then run off on them

Oh yes, I guess I'm going off again

I'm a bossman, man can never send me shop again

But if we ever get the drop on them

I'm putting on some new wheels and riding till they fall off again

And the rims break, I'm cutting through in North Face, I feel the wind break

A little snub thirty-eight 'cause this can only go six ways

When they was ill, I got the call from the fiends for that sick pay

And when I was pebbling, I seen 'em go and brick lay

But nowadays, I make big plays

And this is 'Invite Only', they call the ones with the big names

That's why I'm here, by the time you catch on, you'll be a bit late

I be gone like November

Record of a criminal, I'll never see Coachella

Money talk to me, I don't ever need Rosetta

When it come to them skengs, I was Mr Trendsetter

In a room full of hammers, we having a get-together

I'm a wise guy, I shoulda starred in Goodfellas

Less is more but it always looks better

I think **** look bitter

And I don't care how they look or how they sound

Man, them man there not killers

Listen, I'm with the ones that used to do it on the Parilla's

Uh, yo, who else can tell it like the realest?

Uh, a lot to say, for now, I'm finished

Like I said, who else gon' tell it like the realest?

Written by: Tiny Boost

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