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Servin'
Hip-Hop/Rap
Servin' was released on October 31, 2023 by Calvada Sound Co. as a part of the album Hungry
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AlbumHungry
Release DateOctober 31, 2023
LabelCalvada Sound Co.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamar James Walker
Jamar James Walker
Songwriter
Sol King De Betancourt
Sol King De Betancourt
Songwriter

Lyrics

I speak with actions, this music is like business first
Spit the verse, twist the words, rep the family first,
No reverse, pushing forward, got these suckas hurt
Show the bird with my herd, we're the popo lurk
The stolo skirt, **** geeking, hear the fofo chirp
I'm on alert, and I'm hungry, JÄYWLKR serves
On a mission for winning, how my decisions work
Ain't no limping, I'm skipping, what is coming short
Y'all some dorks, if you feeling this is all for sport
Please mature, I be doing this till I'm a corpse
I'm a CUF baby stay blunt blazing, just on my course
I be up lately, just dumb faded music making more
I love rapping, it's passion, most rap cuz they're bored
I love rapping, it's passion most rap cuz they're bored
It's not a sport, it's a feast, had to bring my forks
My stomach growling, I'm prowling, I swear y'all **** bored
I'm on course, making moves, y'all still on the porch
JÄYWLKR the gasoline and I'm the torch
It's not a sport, it's a feast, had to bring my forks
My stomach growling, I'm prowling, I swear y'all **** bored
I'm on course, making moves, y'all still on the porch
JÄYWLKR the gasoline and I'm the torch
Writing on this new note, my lyrics going judo,
Tearing up yo crew and yo fans give me kudos
I'm that skinny broom looking **** with the noodles
If you come through with the irrelevance, I juco
I'm hanging with my crew hoe, really nothing new though
I'm a simple man, bean burritos, pass menudo
This is what I do bro, SoliBowl's not good yo
Oak Park's the spot, I hope the relly's hella cool though
I'm midtown bunking out, gotta pay this rent like wow
Growing up in Soli style, nothing fun has slowed me down
And consciousness has risen, you ain't dope, you define a clown
Y'all's all producers and your lyrics make you sound like cows
Fuck the gold grills, expensive cars, y'all disguising gowns
Claiming you a rapper but your beats make the dopest sound
I press mute and throw it out pack a bowl we smoking loud
I love my city but the love is vacant in this town
Wild west fucking swear the funk will never settle down
The stress is pumping up and hella suck to see my people down
It's not a sport, it's a feast, had to bring my forks
My stomach growling, I'm prowling, I swear y'all **** bored
I'm on course, making moves, y'all still on the porch
JÄYWLKR the gasoline and I'm the torch
It's not a sport, it's a feast, had to bring my forks
My stomach growling, I'm prowling, I swear y'all **** bored
I'm on course, making moves, y'all still on the porch
JÄYWLKR the gasoline and I'm the torch
Written by: Jamar James Walker, Sol King De Betancourt
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