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30
Hip-Hop/Rap
30 was released on October 31, 2023 by CTMG as a part of the album Posted At Da Square
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Release DateOctober 31, 2023
LabelCTMG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tariqus Marquan Geer
Tariqus Marquan Geer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Deemarc
Deemarc
Producer
Mixed & Mastered At 316 Studios
Mixed & Mastered At 316 Studios
Recording Engineer
Lil Zeno
Lil Zeno
Mastering Engineer
Beezy
Beezy
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

That shit suspect, same **** postin' them guns, tha ones get bussed at
My daddy doin' 30 years, I became the man of the house
Ma I'm servin' now, tryna hit for 30,000, and go get me bout 30 pounds
That shit suspect
Daddy doin' 30 years, I became the man of the house
Mama told me get a job, it's too late, ma, I'm servin' now
Mama heard that I was robbin' **** with that 30 round
Tryna hit for 30,000, and go get me bout 30 pounds
I don't go to work, but I got work, so I'm gon' hold it down
Hoes didn't looked my way when I was broke, I bet they notice now
Plenty times I had that sack and I fell off, but I'm back on it now
You know not to tell them people what you saw, but you still wrote it down
I guess that's how the game goes, or maybe I was raised wrong
I just know that I got tired of me and bro wearin' the same clothes
Used to go to school just for the food, I would've stayed home
But everybody knows that it's a storm before the rainbows
Still goin' through the storm, I'm still heavily armed
Still on the block, dope in my palms with smoke in my lungs
Mama searched my room and found my bomb and all of my guns
She thought I was trappin', out the house for a moment, I was
Trappin' out of section eight, I gotta play, I need my plates
Chopper hit a **** in his face, he tried to rob or take
Still servin' breakdowns, I let auntie keep the shake
Bomb in the bushes, 12 coming they might do a raid
Where I'm from, they put them K's to your faces
I done seen a lot of **** beat the craziest cases
**** who I thought was solid wrote the craziest statements
Used to fuck up all the profit, now I stack it and save it
I'm Mr. Glad, bags and scales, mama hoping I don't end up like my dad in a cell
I got stupid clientele, all I know is buy and sell
I used to use the razor blade, I had crack all on my nails
Clutch my scrap when I made sales,
All I know is get that sack gone,
I gotta see a profit every time , I make it back home
You know that I was robbin' every time I had my mask on
Kept on catchin' charges, mama told me I wouldn't last long
I'm gon' end up at my dad home
Written by: Tariqus Marquan Geer
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