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Last Mention
142
Hip-Hop/Rap
Last Mention was released on May 3, 2024 by Streameum Entertainment as a part of the album Days Gone
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Release DateMay 3, 2024
LabelStreameum Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KsBvndz
KsBvndz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremiah Douse-lindsay
Jeremiah Douse-lindsay
Songwriter

Lyrics

Sometimes, when you're in a dark place
You think you've been buried
But actually, you've been planted
Bap
I'm sick of spinnin in the east, these kids ain't even tryna hoop
Me and slime was on your block, we tryna put somethin' on the news
Was many times I let you live, I should have knocked you out your shoes
Broski, I regret it every day, I should have sent him up to you
If you ain't hoppin' in them cars then get the fuck up out the booth
I lost my broski to these streets so please don't tell me how to move
I was skippin' school to drill, my moms ain't even have a clue
I was lost inside my mind but now I'm lost inside the booth
Said I keep it to myself, but I don't know what else to do
Should I rap, nip the dog or put these **** on the news?
On my life I can't decide, but fuck, I gotta make a move
Heard he's fucking with the 5s, so fuck, he's dyin' with him too
On my bro I'm on your block, I'm spinnin', doin' triple laps
This shit's really a waste of time, where the fuck you **** at?
You **** never play your block, you play your block and turn to packs
Outside with slime, I got my knocks, I'm tryna take a **** hat
I'm sick of bending on your block, you **** need to come and play
On my life if he pop out, then we won't let him get away
This G30 a 4 fizzy, and it'll take a **** face
Put a switch on a 19, I'm tryna dump it like a Drac'
Lost my broski to this shit, he flyin' high, I'm going got
Your broski died and you ain't ride, stop trying to hide and grab your knocks
Free my **** 9ine, my broski locked inside the box
She probably thinking that it's love, but I'm just tryna get the drop
Told this bitch this ain't the place, don't come around looking for love
The type of live I live, I know there's no one not to trust
I know just how it gets, put faith in nothing but my gun
Any time it could go left, it's why these **** turn to dust
I'm sick of spinnin in the east, these kids ain't even tryna hoop
Me and slime was on your block, we tryna put somethin' on the news
Was many times I let you live, I should have knocked you out your shoes
Broski, I regret it every day, I should have sent him up to you
If you ain't hoppin' in them cars then get the fuck up out the booth
I lost my broski to these streets so please don't tell me how to move
I was skippin' school to drill, my moms ain't even have a clue
I was lost inside my mind but now I'm lost inside the booth
I fucked up so many times just by calling **** my dawg
You **** knew just what it was, and y'all won't try to slide at all
Y'all won't try to run it up
You not the guys that I would call
How you say "Long live the guys", and you ain't steppin' for the cause?
I done took so many Ls, I can't afford another loss
Preparing for my time, I heard the charges getting tossed
I got some demons in my mind, I'm poppin' percs to stop the thoughts
And they can't verse me at the function 'cause I came in with my knocks
I'm sick of spinnin in the east, these kids ain't even tryna hoop
Me and slime was on your block, we tryna put somethin' on the news
Was many times I let you live, I should have knocked you out your shoes
Broski, I regret it every day, I should have sent him up to you
Yo, I should have sent him up to you
Regret it every day, I should have sent him to you
Should have sent him up to you
Regret it every day, I should have sent him to you
Written by: Jeremiah Douse-lindsay
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