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MATHMETICIAN
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MATHMETICIAN was released on July 21, 2026 by 13231129 Records DK as a part of the album Everlasting
July 21, 2026
Label13231129 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
BPM66
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
My **** came from the Rags, yeah
My **** came from the Rags
My ****, my ****, my ****, yeah, yeah
My **** came from the Rags, now we poppin' tags
and fuckin' the baddest bitches
Whole lot of shit in my past that I never had
But you know that bag is different
Don't even know why they mad, but they know I'm glad
I'm just tryna pass the mission
Ran up them racks i can Bragg, was livin' too fast
Now I finally passed the trenches
Breakin' in cars lookin' mad suspicious
Might do the Dash, get a traffic ticket
Count up that money, a mathematician
My ****, they eatin', we pass the chicken
Cut off my ex, but I had some feelings
They see I'm on top, now I'm past the ceiling
Pull up in all white like I'm Brad or dillion
I'm undefeated, **** can't control me
Think its, bout time I go and get a Rollie
Now I got some money they like they know me
I sit back and count up this cash and shit
You know if I cuff, she a bad lil' bitch
These **** be hating, they mad and shit
I go get the pack and do magic tricks
The same **** you see me hangin' with
Gon' be the same **** I'm braggin' with
I'm standin' on business, ain't takin' a seat
Wake up and get it and then I repeat
I ain't with the trick I give her a treat
Go back to the crib and then put her to sleep
Might go to Miami and pay for the heat
This shit for my family and they just for me
Just keep it 100, don't fake it with me
Right next to the trap, used to stay up the street
Like fuck it, I might just go fed today
Just thankful I got me a bed to make
I peep how he movin', I read the play
I'm mindin' my business, got bread to make
That young **** only, see red
You know he gon' shoot it, won't hesitate
Might catch him a hat, off sum meds
Been lookin' for peace, tryna meditate
I ain't even gotta say too much
lil' shawty know whats goin' on
I was tryna make shit right
But the whole time it was goin' wrong
They ain't wanna answer my calls
I don't even act like my phone on
Yeah, I know I'm back then and the past
I ain't fuckin' with them, now, they long gone
My **** came from the rags
Now we poppin' tags and fuckin' the baddest bitches
Whole lotta shit in my past that I never had
But you know that bag is different
Don't even know why they mad, but they know I'm glad
I'm just tryna pass the mission
Ran up on racks, I can brag
was livin' too fast, now I finally passed the trenches
Breakin' in cars, lookin' mad suspicious
Might do the dash, get a traffic ticket
Count up that money, a mathematician
My ****, they eatin', we pass the chicken
Cut off my ex, but I have some feelings
They see I'm on top, now I'm past the ceiling
Pull up in all white like I'm Brad or dillion
I'm undefeated **** can't control me
Think its bout time I go and get a rollie
Now I got some money they like they know me
I sit back and count up this cash and shit
You know if I cuff, she a bad lil' bitch
These **** be hatin', they mad and shit
I go get the pack and do magic tricks
The same **** you see me hangin' with
Gon' be the same **** I'm braggin' with
Written by: Tyler Colin Rich
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