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Wolves
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Wolves was released on June 4, 2021 by 2941878 Records DK as a part of the album Old Orleans
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Release DateJune 4, 2021
Label2941878 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roy Handy
Roy Handy
Songwriter

Lyrics

You hear dat howl, that's the sound of da wolves comin
Devin Miles, P1, Glock 9 wit a snare drum in
Soul leaked in the passenger seat, I see the blood runnin
Rest In Peace my **** Herb
Ain't deserve it, the world crumblin
I'm speechless
Got that news had my nerves jumpin
I'm tweakin
Drunk as fuck off the skunk
I was herb dumpin
But I do this shit for you, forever in it to win it
I heard life don't get easy it get harder
But ima ride this bitch out like that last stop on the Marta
Parking passes, parking ticket, pocket thick as Nicki Parker
Copped a parka for the right price, without the Bob Barker
The blacker the berry it's sweeter when eaten darker
That cancer pierced her armor, she was bobbin and weavin like hurricane carter
Love was the only thing I taught her and she taught me
My right wing
Angles singing like Gladys Knight strings
Rest In Peace to my mama and Minnie Ripperton
It's all love but I'll serve yo ass up, without the Wimbledon
Synonymous to nada these ****, I ain't kin to them
Ion fuck with many circle smaller than a m&m
Finish him, Mortal Kombat how I Liu Kang kick em
Robin **** with a bat without the Bruce Wayne symbol
Two lane swivel, pulled ya girl, now ya boo name Bissel.
Smokin on this green wave, shout out the Tulane emblem
Ran thru her mind, stuck up in yo scalp gorilla glue
I ain't stoppin till this pen write a check for a mill or 2
A meal or 2, make a stack so I can pass a mill to you
Then take it back, look how quick I made a **** miserable, despicable
Disposable like a camera, what's bars without a stanza
What's a clause without Santa, just some presents my ****
You can't level up if you ain't got no leverage my ****
Flow hardwood, bet I got several my ****
See I'm blown away
I managed to mind mine and not yours today
And you can't even manage to put yo phone away
You could just lean on me like foreclosures
Put yo head, on my shoulder if you alone
But alone won't take yo loans away
I'm in the foyay, runnin this track like Matt Forte
Pocket fulla George, but I call that **** Jorge
I'm in the city where, these bitches do magic and the whores play
And a **** could catch a court date without the 4 play. I'm reckless widdit
These Young Thug's Gunna **** down, just for yo necklace ****
Like New New, she got them press ons just to be pressin ****
Buttons but fuck it, I beat the buzzer the last second
Pistol Pete with the 3, I get nasty, viewer discretion ****
Written by: Roy Handy
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