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Ticket
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ticket adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak God Over Money Records tarafından 22 Ağustos 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıJordan With The Wizards
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Çıkış Tarihi22 Ağustos 2025
FirmaGod Over Money Records
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM67

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jered Sanders
Jered Sanders
Rap
1K Phew
1K Phew
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jered Brandon Sanders
Jered Brandon Sanders
Songwriter
Timothy Walton II
Timothy Walton II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Arcade Beats
David Arcade Beats
Producer
Brian Mixengineer Kidd
Brian Mixengineer Kidd
Mixing Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

I'm not lucky I'm blessed
God love me no stress
I got heaven on deck
Pray no rest for the wicked huh
Switched my heart I played my part
"Well done" that's my ticket yeah
Old me nah don't miss it nah
Old me nah don't miss it no
Don't wanna try to revisit the past
I wanted the first and finishin' last
A criminal past a digital dash
The women that's bad the chicken is fast
Shipping the product and sitting and laugh
All of the homies who dibbled in that
Is sitting in cells and you gotta get you a visitor pass forreal
Yahweh saying it's not okay for the mandem looking for taco pay
Chips and cheese
Keep tryna make it supreme til' homie it's Nacho Day
Told me He looking to making His house a home
N' that mean paints and rollers plates and vases
Drapes decor and flooring yeah
I'm not lucky I'm blessed
God love me no stress
I got heaven on deck
Pray no rest for the wicked huh
Switched my heart I played my part
"Well done" that's my ticket yeah
Old me nah don't miss it nah
Old me nah don't miss it no
I just told the police that I'm worth a ticket
So no need to give me a ticket
My flow is exquisite
I see they stacking and counting them blessings to pay me a visit
And that's how I get it
Some of these rappers be rapping and not even rapping my boy you not being specific
Now you jumping through hoops Olympics
I can tell you not real I can tell it
You ain't tryna feed the fam you selfish
Bible dripping out spilled like a beverage
Put it on like "What is this velvet?"
Black shades "Who you think you is Elvis?"
Coulda swore we gelled when we first met now you tell me you jealous?
Pillow talking on the line with the fellas?
But it ain't my fault
I'm not lucky I'm blessed
God love me no stress
I got heaven on deck
Pray no rest for the wicked huh
Switched my heart I played my part
"Well done" that's my ticket yeah
Old me nah don't miss it nah
Old me nah don't miss it no
Written by: Jered Brandon Sanders, Timothy Walton II
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