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50k
13
Hip-Hop/Rap
50k was released on June 17, 2026 by Tripple 7 as a part of the album 50k - Single
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Release DateJune 17, 2026
LabelTripple 7
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM132

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Godspower
Robert Godspower
Background Vocals, Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Godspower
Robert Godspower
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tripple 7
Tripple 7
Producer

Lyrics

Step out, am back on this shit (yea...)
Yeah, 50k spent on a wrist ( yea…)
She called me, Lilrich am free (yea…)
I fly her, she's coming to me
Run up some ms, tell them back up my feet
**** they hate cause they know that am lit
Live in the hood, got to move with my stick
Florida bitch, yeah she calling on me
Give her the Benz, anything that she need
I got potentials, you know what I mean
Drip on designers, my **** are rich
I got some homie, I call them my team
I know my youngins, they counting on me
Tell all my opps, **** fuck what you think
I step on ****, don't care how they feel
I keep it low, how I move in the street
Got two watches, but still running late
Cut off **** cause they acting fake
Been on my grind, yeah am getting paid
Was hard in the trench, but still make a way
Know that am blessed, but still make mistakes
All I want is this racks, just to heal my pains
I was struck in the mud, **** got to pray
Go hard on my grind, got no time to play
When I fuck with this bitch, yeah she make me stay
How I move and I trap, **** living straight
When I ball with the gang, yeah you can't relate
Silver and gold, they are not the same
Blessings and wishes are not the same
Trapping and rapping, you know this things
Pass me the Mac, yeah we are not the same
Smoking some weed, yeah I feel insane
Am back like the rain, make you wait and I make you complain
Like the sea, I came with the waves
Pussy **** they've been on my page
Run it up, **** got to be paid
Dropping bass, know they hot like the flams
If it's movie, I feel like Liu Kang
I've been killing this shit for years
Step out, am back on this shit (yea
Yeah, 50k spent on a wrist (yea…)
She called me, Lilrich am free (yea…)
I fly her, she's coming to me
Run up some ms, tell them back up my feet
**** they hate cause they know that am lit
Live in the hood, got to move with my stick
Florida bitch, yeah she calling on me
Give her the Benz, anything that she need
I got potentials, you know what I mean
Drip on designers, my **** are rich
I got some homie, I call them my team
I know my youngins, they counting on me
Tell all my opps, **** fuck what you think
I step on ****, don't care how they feel
I keep it low, how I move in the street
Burst in, I came with the flams
Working so hard, need some food on my plate
Look through past, then i thank God for grace
I got some ****, they locked in cage
Fuck you snitch, I don't care what you say
Do what you do as long as you get paid
Fuck all this feelings, I know love is fake
Street is so risky, you got to prevail
Bring me the money, I want no delay
Awake in the night then make me a mil
Show them you big, put the racks on the face
Feeling so big, I'm the one of great
My hand on her wast she don't know what to say
Buy her some jewelries, she looking so great
We walk throgh the mall, I buy what she said
The feeling so real, I meant what I said
Am back like the rain, make you wait and I make you complain
Like the sea, I came with the waves
Pussy **** they've been on my page
Run it up, **** got to be paid
Dropping bass, know they hot like the flams
If it's movie, I feel like Liu Kang
I've been killing this shit for years
Written by: Robert Godspower
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