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Nah FR
Hip-Hop/Rap
Nah FR was released on July 3, 2026 by Gravity as a part of the album Nycadellic 2
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Release DateJuly 3, 2026
LabelGravity
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gravity
Gravity
Performer
Nysaya Garcia
Nysaya Garcia
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nysaya Garcia
Nysaya Garcia
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nysaya Garcia
Nysaya Garcia
Engineer

Lyrics

I heard it’s money on my head ****, Nah fr
Said they won’t stop until I’m dead ****, Nah fr
Said they ain’t aiming for no legs ****, Nah Fr
Yeah Nah fr **** Nah Fr
Heard it’s crackin back out west ****, Nah fr
We sending bullets through a vest ****, Nah fr
They gon be cleanin up a mess ****, Nah fr
Yeah Nah fr, **** Nah Fr
Ima grown man now you young ass **** can’t tell me shit
I came along way from bippin cars to buy my kicks
**** tried to line me up I switched the play I saw the blitz
If I had a Time Machine then PPP woulda made me rich
I had a couple **** send some shots they wasn’t on shit
This other **** mad about some pussy he ain’t get
**** used to be my friends they stood beside me in them pics
Wanna huff and puff they chest but middle man it through a bitch
When I pop outside it’s love they see the boy they give me hugs
They ain’t pat me down enough for anybody think they tough
I think I finally caught my buzz it’s bout that time to turn it up
I can’t fuck nothin from the club that bitch might try to burn me up
You might think yo **** tough but they ain’t finna really slide
I sent a bolo to my **** the same night my brother died
ay Im instigating violence when you listen to my rhymes
I ain’t a **** you gon threaten and I’m just gon let it slide
I heard it’s money on my head ****, Nah fr
Said they won’t stop until I’m dead ****, Nah fr
Said they ain’t aiming for no legs ****, Nah Fr
Yeah Nah fr **** Nah Fr
Heard it’s crackin back out west **** Nah fr
We sending bullets through a vest **** Nah fr
They gon be cleanin up a mess **** Nah fr
Yeah Nah fr **** Nah Fr
I was at granny crib 637 apt b
We was eatin salami wit a slice of government cheese
When sunday came around the whole family made a feast
That was 20 years ago I miss the way it used to be
I could reminisce all day but that shit ain’t gon my change my mind
I’m done givin shit my energy and dedicating time
How you invite me to the crib just to sit around and cry?
Bitch I’m puttin on my shoes I’m out the door fuck saying bye
I used the rock the USPA bitch but now I got the Ralph
I used to wear the wear the foil now it’s diamonds in my mouth
**** dissed me outta state so I sent people to his house
When I finally get that bag I’m packing up and moving south
I don’t know why **** hate me cuz it ain’t some shit I did
I just really mind my business stack my bread and hit the crib
If I had to guess they mad cuz every year I pop my shit
And if I ever go broke I can get rich off my fits
I heard it’s money on my head ****, Nah fr
Said they won’t stop until I’m dead ****, Nah fr
Said they ain’t aiming for no legs ****, Nah Fr
Yeah Nah fr **** Nah Fr
Heard it’s crackin back out west **** Nah fr
We sending bullets through a vest **** Nah fr
They gon be cleanin up a mess **** Nah fr
Yeah Nah fr **** Nah Fr
Written by: Nysaya Garcia
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