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December
Hip-Hop/Rap
December was released on July 19, 2026 by WALK DOWN GANG as a part of the album Melodic Therapy - Single
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Release DateJuly 19, 2026
LabelWALK DOWN GANG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bricen Aaron Fugate
Bricen Aaron Fugate
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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luhblocc
Engineer

Lyrics

These **** want to kill me, I can't leave without my heat Breaking bonds ain't hard you, showing envy, you can't fuck with me
These **** want to kill me, I can't leave without my heat Breaking bonds ain't hard you, showing envy, you can't fuck with me
Daily talks, my day ones, you not my camp, can't stack no cheese You broke my heart while I'm at my lowest, ain't no coming back, you dead to me
This bitch don't know my name, she tryna fuck me off the talk Fat ass A up in my pants, you know it's switch up
How I walk this shit ain't new since 23, we been had switches on our glocks Tryna touch that M before I'm 20, got me racing against the clock
Man this bitch just like the opps do, all that talking then she running I do pop ups at your school, check your temp ****, how you coming
The opps seen me, I ain't see them, cause if I did then I was dumping G19, it shoot so fast, bitch you would've thought I had a button
I'm tryna get lit off this rap, my brother said quit making sad songs This some shit that make you clutch up on your gun and put your mask on
You pulling flunky shit, don't get no points, but you think it's to brag on She got a man, but she still fuck with me, I broke this lil' bitch backbone
I wish I knew how to express myself, that shit'll really help I should just rap, but I wanna slide ion like that ****, he getting left
Police hit the lights, bro dog, the wheel, we tryna dodge arrest I roll up Karma, every wood, I hate that bitch, can't give the pack a rest
Free bro, I miss you and that fast lane floating the scat In the backseat, got my gun with fed time on the back
Fuck 12, tell the judge to free the jails and do it fast You moving weird, I'm coming off the waist, I ain't reaching in the bag
Without you, will you still love me in December? Will you still? Any day, said it wouldn't make a difference
Without you, without you
Written by: Bricen Aaron Fugate
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