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Without You
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Without You was released on June 24, 2024 by THA BANK ENT. as a part of the album Never Stop - EP
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Release DateJune 24, 2024
LabelTHA BANK ENT.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

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Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Montavius Whitsey
Montavius Whitsey
Songwriter

Lyrics

You ain't want to hold it down we get commas without you
I done ran it up on my own won't give my bread to no Pastor
You ain't never keep it P now I'm a pop shit without you
You can go after
First off,
Free all my dogs out of that box we ain't doing no Telling
I bet my young'n chase you in crocs he ain't doing no slipping
New pack hit my lungs like Covid know the young'n the sickest
If one of you lil **** try to get over everybody gone get it
Everybody tote glizzys
Everybody ain't really standing on business
No bodies and you talking like you've been a killer, everybody try to fit in
Don't you play with my time, gone give it up, I just told a bitch "get in"
Hoe lucky to be my Ex, I'm gone good riddance
Im on the strong I'm way out of here
You got to pay to play
Streets is cold it's crazy out here, you got to find your way
Im the brought the tsunami in here, they trying to ride the-
You know that I play with a pack, I got it from out of state
You ain't want to hold it down we get commas without you
I done ran it up on my own won't give my bread to no Pastor
You ain't never keep it P now I'm a pop shit without you
Imma do it first lil **** you can go after
I can't play around no more
I had to tell him to make a choice either you stay or you go
Ay, fuck that shit, about that money we spin like Mary go
We know that half these **** stunting aye, what you really on?
If I don't do nothing I hold it down
Fuck that fronting, I need it now
Thought you IT? You **** some clowns
Cockin' it back, we shoot off your frown
You won't never catch me with no square, I'm only riding around town with my rounds
I just popped out on some new shit, bet my haters looking like "wow"
I get a check I just been grinding more, saying less
You want the pressure? I'm just saying "Bet"
I got 'em geeking hard on X
Twisting my fingers up, throw the set
Feeling like gates, do physical fitness, running this shit I ain't breaking a sweat
We know you're doing this shit for a image I do it for FAM and you know the rest
You ain't want to hold it down we get commas without you
I done ran it up on my own won't give my bread to no Pastor
You ain't never keep it P now I'm a pop shit without you
Imma do it first lil **** you can go after
Why you play with me **** you know that it's the up
You can see all in my eyes that I don't give a fuck
Got stains all on my shoe I'm coming straight out the mud
Got **** kill for free they do all for love
Written by: Montavius Whitsey
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