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Gamma
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Gamma was released on June 30, 2026 by Gold Fangs as a part of the album Gamma - Single
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Release DateJune 30, 2026
LabelGold Fangs
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
N.D.A.Y.I.
N.D.A.Y.I.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ndayikengurukiye Samson
Ndayikengurukiye Samson
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cedes
Cedes
Producer

Lyrics

It's finna be a long and bumpy road, you should pack a lunch
If a **** wanna try something, we gon'
Pack a punch, go and pack 'em up
Like a nose in a cold, gotta keep things running, shit a marathon
All of this money is a marvel to look at
It's green, green, green like it's gamma radiation
**** think this shit a game, this ain't no PlayStation
Fuck around, then send them **** at
Your door like it's a Amazon station
Not even Haitian, but I aim at the top of the mountain
Like as if I'm Hayti, dropped the crown
But still in the nick of time, I'm still on my king shit
Me and the gang, we get together like we is Expendables
We got extensions that go ahead and extinguish you
Turn your ass straight to a dispensable
We hit a couple of plays, then we hit
A dash, this shit feels incredible
A whole lot of cash with all of these
Bills them bitches is coming in abundance
Okay, my pockets just started get bigger
Like as if I'm rocking an M and came with a shroom
Married to money, I'm jump me a broom
Half of these bitches is fucking with me
I got no time to be playing no games
You rocking with me, we playing for keeps
Heard that your people went ghost whenever you need them the most
We ain't the same
Highs, lows
You already know the vibe, yeah
If you wanna make it right, then slide
'Cause you already know the vibe, yeah
Burundian kid with a crown on my head, you know how it goes
That lil' bitch, she a freak, she wanna get thrown
I was getting kinda bored, I just went and bought me a throne
The struggle too real, my ****
I heard that your pockets is crying anemic
My pockets is stashing different color notes, it's rocking dashiki
You wanna pop up your collar like all
Of them bullets won't leave you a hickey
I got no time for all of you ****
Who go out and tryna go tarnish my name
We already know that your bells and whistles is nothing but gimmicks
Me and my ****, yeah, we get together
Like it's NATO, then we spin the block
Like tornado, then we let it pop
Causing mayhem, I heard that you **** just running your mouth
Then asking for favors and give ultimatums
Like, "****, is you straight?"
Shit getting murky like it is a lake
Water get dirty, you can't see the snake
You got the nerve, ****
Just to go ahead and get on my nerve, ****
Like as if we won't fuck up your nerve, ****
Shit get wicked, leave stains on the curb, ****
Yeah, the journey got bumpy that we had to swerve
They question greatness like I don't deserve it
I'm in the kitchens just ready to serve
So I gotta ask, who gave you the nerve?
Highs, lows
You already know the vibe, yeah
If you wanna make it right, then slide
'Cause you already know the vibe, yeah
Highs, lows
You know I gotta stay clean, yeah
Everything that you need, yeah
You know that shit is guaranteed, yeah
With the gang outside
You already know the vibe, yeah
You don't gotta go and plead, yeah
'Cause you already know the vibe, yeah
Written by: Ndayikengurukiye Samson
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