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STONE COLD
Hip-Hop/Rap
STONE COLD was released on July 13, 2026 by Earbourne Records as a part of the album CHROME FACE
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Release DateJuly 13, 2026
LabelEarbourne Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Esco Rich
Esco Rich
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyshawn Jamar Morton
Tyshawn Jamar Morton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
5 Star Chrome
Producer, Engineer

Lyrics

Hey, uh, what's going on here?
Why is everything..
You can't have my soul, or my beer,
Because I'ma put this sole, of my foot,
In your ass
Yeah, I seen him in a white tee,
Turned it to a red tee
Heard that they don't like me,
But they gon' respect me
Money isn't everything, who told you that
A deadbeat
I saw my youngin' walk down on em Broad Day That impressed me
Saw my homie, Shake back from them shots, That shit impressed me
Everybody in this car, been shot
Or caught a Fitted Hat
My uncle told me,
Don't play with yo food, You better finish That
Told that boy, he should've use his head,
That's where they hit him at
Most of them **** counterfeit,
Fucc it, they won't last long
Choppa, with a mount on it
I ain't tryna stand long
Fuckin' shorty, doggy style,
I still got my mask on
She can tell I'm in a rush,
I still got my pants on
Baby, you ain't in with us,
If you ain't tryna spit with us
Look,
Murder case, A no attempt with us
Do your homework on Dirt Gang,
And what they did to cuz
You ain't been outside in so long,
Go get your missions up
**** fake mad, I come around and turn they
Bitches up
First check, I need a Instacart,
Go pick those switches up
**** fake friends, they picking
Sides like we ain't pick that up?!
**** stay mad, stay on that side,
I'm burnin' bridges up
I done fucked with Erica, Ashley, and Vivica
Them some go-getters, fuck **** ,
Get your business up
All that shakin' ass done paid off,
She got a bigger butt
Plus, she doin' taxes on the side,
She settin' **** up
Told her, bring em straight to us,
Make that shit a blind date
Saw my cousin on America's Most Wanted, Boost the crime rate
Before you get your head cracked,
Go and get your mind straight
Go play with your kids
Before you play with us, For Gods Sake
You Fuccin ' with an executor, A demonstrator
Demon from the Himalayas,
But God's Favorite
Wait, I just wanna thank the Lord,
For God's favor
But I can flip your street and turn you all to God's neighbor.
Man, y'all ain't even hard to find,
You stand out all angles
Man, I can push your shit back like
40 yards later
Man, you ain't even trappin', boy, you doin' Hard labor
You ain't even trappin', bitch, you doin'..
Yeah, I seen him in the white T,
Turned it to a red T
Heard that they don't like me,
But they gon' respect me
Money isn't everything,
Who told you that a deadbeat
I saw my youngin' walk down on em Broad day,
Shit impressed me
Saw my homie shake back from the shots,
That shit impressed me
Everybody in this car been shot
Or caught a fitted hat
My uncle told me,
Don't.play with yo' food, you better finish that
Told that boy he shouldn't use his head,
That's where they hit him at
Written by: Tyshawn Jamar Morton
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