album cover
Never Doubt It
Hip-Hop/Rap
Never Doubt It was released on July 29, 2026 by Green Over Dirt / Free Lords as a part of the album Live Out Loud - EP
album cover
Release DateJuly 29, 2026
LabelGreen Over Dirt / Free Lords
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Austin Sour
Austin Sour
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Armando Julian Quinones
Armando Julian Quinones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Braulio Rodriguez
Braulio Rodriguez
Mastering Engineer
isthatreco?
isthatreco?
Recording Engineer
Free Lords
Free Lords
Producer
Rev Roze
Rev Roze
Producer
Shakka Bledman
Shakka Bledman
Executive Producer

Lyrics

It's like getting to the money is a religion now
I mean, shit
When has it not been?
I heavily, suggest you treat your enemies
Like day one passes at Billy Beez and slide on em
Every time they test the legacy I provide horror
I'm just a **** in a Royce, that's a hard R
Money on me eating soup
I'm not the man yet
The membership I had with the plug came with the pamphlet (what you mean?)
Nothing but prices, nothing but handshakes
You disrespect the man I'm becoming I gotta transgress
I could tell these **** ain't got they feet on the land yet
Don't pop shit then hide
That type of shit that get your man hit
Sunscreen is crucial
My lil bitch catch a tan quick
Foreign too foreign the GPS gotta translate (I don't even know what they talking bout)
So many women know how the man taste
I stutter step through relationships, I gas break
A bad pound don't scare me, I bag shake
The trap house my rage room, I smash plates
My bitch real, her money real, her ass shape (Bendicion)
The clips look like bullets sit in the ash tray
I still made ten thousand clean on bad days (Clean)
Walk out the crib with a bag
Everyday trash day (everyday)
Why would I ever fish something man made?
I jog through the finish line this a light race (marathon)
I was in people's top five since MySpace
They play me back to back in the back of the Bach white may
I cross T's dot I's
Chicken on me Popeye
I cross seas just to smack a bitch off a Matai
I'm OP top 5, roll deep, no not I
The big body mothership Cullinan look Sci-Fi
I got too much shit to work on
So I sit back paranoid til' the hurt gone
My shooter told me smoking make the Perc strong
I never doubted family pouting we the worse ones
Bendicion
I got too much shit to work on
So I sit back paranoid til' the hurt gone
My shooter told me smoking make the Perc strong
I never doubted family pouting we the worse ones
Bendicion
Written by: Armando Julian Quinones
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...