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Practice Reps
180
Hip-Hop/Rap
Practice Reps was released on July 24, 2026 by Never Done Records as a part of the album Back To My Roots - EP
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Release DateJuly 24, 2026
LabelNever Done Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Augustus Banks
Augustus Banks
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Augustus Banks
Augustus Banks
Lyrics
Brian Williams
Brian Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
B Sound Beatz
B Sound Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

I thought this rap life was over
These **** die every day in the game
I thought I needed some closure
Just like my ex, she did not feel the same
I was in love with this struggle
That chip on my shoulder gon' always remain
Sometimes I hate being sober
Anything to make me not feel the pain
But when I sit and feel it, that's when the bars become the realest
No more lying to myself, I got the Pinocchio spirit
'Cause I just wanna be the illest, whether hero or the villain
Whether virus or the given, still an I'ma make it killing
I'm like Mariano in the ninth inning
The way I keep myself closed off from naysayers swinging and missing
Fuck the sneaking and dissing
Rather pull up on a **** and I get to pop quizzing
'Cause if it's not love, you can't be a new addition to my coalition
The circle stays tight
Cracks in the armor only give these **** fuel to take flight
And I can't have 'em landing on my tarmac
'Cause the money coming in like I got Grey's Almanac
And I ain't fucking it up
Too many **** that I know ain't buttoned it up
Too many horror stories of my people losing it all
Too much ambition have you tryna walk before you can crawl
And when you reach the heights, I see the harder you gonna fall
And then the vultures start to circle
If the lick right, these **** steady run 'til they blood in the sock
'Cause for the shillings, they be willing to throw heat on the spot
And I'm getting more attention than they fed in K-pop
So my dogs is on watch and I'm moving vigilant
Borderline militant
'Cause if I get to play, my soldiers gonna
Move like when the Germans called the Blitz
And we never show mercy like you living on the Strip, damn
Damn, don't let 'em off the limo, right
Sometimes I need a getaway, touch down in a foreign place
But every time upon escape, I realize the suffering
The hustling, bustling, street tussling
Government, sappiness, taxing shit
When you open up your eyes, you see the world is all the same
So while you talking 'bout our differences
I'm scheming on some dividends
Coming from the pen and hand, scribble out some images
And watch it turn to Benjamins
And I done did that magic trick a couple times, this ain't new to me
Even practiced darker magic 'cause I turned
A couple of these **** into eulogies
Rest in peace unless you an opp, then it's rest on the D, bitch
The verses never resting, always going up like a ski lift
When I'm in the mode, that's when the flow reaches zenith
If you don't think this touching God's ears, you a heathen
Or maybe I'm talking blasphemy, but the mastery is undeniably
Gonna fade any brave soul to face me as an enemy
And even when I'm dead, all the verses is infinity
Foundation solid, rest of y'all is looking finicky, huh
Came a long way to rap like this
**** need a stage just to act like this
Never done records 'til I die in this bitch
Life faded, complete, it just is what it is, ho
Woah
Shit
Getting a little practice in, you feel me?
'Bout to get them reps in for real
Yeah
Written by: Augustus Banks, Brian Williams
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