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Grin
7
Hip-Hop/Rap
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album cover
Çıkış Tarihi20 Şubat 2026
FirmaKNOCKOUT MGMT & Nicholas Craven Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM81

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TRAPMAT SAVIOR
TRAPMAT SAVIOR
Rap
Nicholas Craven
Nicholas Craven
Drum Machine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Craven
Nicholas Craven
Songwriter
Mathis Jadotte
Mathis Jadotte
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nicholas Craven
Nicholas Craven
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Yeah, crazy
Check it out
She love me for my sweet talk
They love me for my brick talk
I touched so much fucking dough
I date her like a liquid walk
They know I got thick pockets
Thicker than my bitch cry
Brought this shit off a brick of mine
I got it down on 35th floor
Shorty started from the ground floor
I deserve a medal of honor
Every milestone
How the fuck your pockets stay on dry?
Don't you try
Shit like you're so fucking serious all the time
Bitch, you should smile
I crack a grin when the money coming
After that, it ain't nothing funny
I'd rather die 'fore I let a **** starve
They ain't got nothing trying to take from me
I ain't never even let a **** take my lunch from me
Trying to take from me
You're better off ten deep jumping me
Might as well kill me
Cause if I don't go that day
The next day you gon' feel me
Promise, if you even let y'all put me
I'll get picked up
I can make a phone call
Get your whole shit flipped up
Give a fuck about the whip
Cause if they with you then they going too
Crazy how they cross y'all
Used to hit the road with them
Crazy how they cross y'all
Used to show my bows with them
Yeah, I get them gone even if I jump ropes with them
Crazy how they cross you, bitch
I share my own dinner
Share my whole plate with them
And I shouldn't have ate with them
Shouldn't have trusted fake ****
I done got way bigger
I used to serve them ace with them
And I got nothing but pity
Cause they really could have been with me
Damn, really could have been popping shit
Really could have been locking shit
Really could have been bossed up
And not be on the block and shit
Used to get paid off for traffic
Now I get paid talking shit
I used to want an office
Can't tell me nothing
I done bought my shit out, boss
She love me for my sweet talk
They love me for my brick talk
I touched so much fucking dough
I date her like a liquid walk
They know I got thick pockets
Thicker than my bitch cry
Brought this shit off a brick of mine
I got it down on 35th floor
Shorty started from the ground floor
I deserve a medal of honor
Every milestone
How the fuck your pockets stay on dry?
Don't you try
Shit like you're so fucking serious all the time
Bitch, you should smile
I crack a grin
Written by: Mathis Jadotte, Nicholas Craven
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