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D.A.B.D.A
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Hip-Hop/Rap
D.A.B.D.A was released on June 25, 2026 by ELEV8ED USC as a part of the album KILN: Forged Through Fire
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Release DateJune 25, 2026
LabelELEV8ED USC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Cooley
King Cooley
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Katrina Lenzly
Katrina Lenzly
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
damn zimo!
damn zimo!
Producer
Kenneth Reyes
Kenneth Reyes
Producer

Lyrics

Now it's a whole lotta **** talking all that shit
And it's a whole lotta doing I got on my list
And Lord you know I complaining I been blessed thus far
But it's a whole lotta dealing going round these parts
Hope insurance and them Georgia Power folk don't trip
I gotta whole lotta dealin' with some personal shit
Ya see her mama keepin score but shit she couldn't keep him
And imma air they asses out and if she do text again
And I don't find it too ironic that the house helped built
The same one that I was building when my place caved in
And then I lost my friend
Then I lost my job
That man had said I wasn't there enough and kept it for him
Now that ain't nothing but the enemy a blatant attempt
And that ain't nothing but the ego tryna reach at the rim
And they say Cooley how you do it girl you seem so calm
Girl ya so seem cool
I'm bout to these fools
Mmm, and I love it when the rain start pouring and the city get quiet
And I remember when I felt my lowest and y'all kicked me so high
And Mama say you gotta keep goin
Laugh when you want to
Cry when you want to
Why
Easy Black baby it's about that time
Mourning in the shadows but the sun gone shine
Raise up out the bedding or them flowers gon' die
Roots'll keep a hidden but the fruit don't lie (and I felt it's felt like)
You ain't gotta got a home but ya spirit know it can't stay here
Time to do some healing for yourself cause the smoke gon clear
I got fears on the low
Got demons you should know
Got seeds for the trees and the trees for the smoke
It's breachin' on the ship and cause the hull got a hole
It's needles for the patching but I'm worn at the soul
It's hard knock sour patchin grasses ain't the greenest
My daddy told me Trina don't you ever feel defeated
Why yo folk call ya Peaches
And ya Auntie call ya Sweetie
Ya Grandpapa gator boots was flyer than Adidas
What you care about elitists telling you you ain't completed
They competing with the fresh air breath good melanin is welfare
Momma Daddy health good
Going through some hard times
Feel it and we still here
Heaven still a stones throw and
Ya Momma say you gotta keep going
Laugh when you want to
Cry when you want to why
Pray when you want how you want with the house on fire
Written by: Katrina Lenzly
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