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pick it up
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Hip-Hop/Rap
pick it up was released on May 23, 2025 by JDRecords as a part of the album pick it up - Single
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Release DateMay 23, 2025
LabelJDRecords
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Duenes
James Duenes
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Duenes
James Duenes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
wxck
wxck
Producer

Lyrics

Life games, I rolled the dice, I flew it up, now I take flight
Lost all, I bounce back, now it's my time for to make right
Shit constantly been left, can't look back cause I went right
Slide through, you hit the bed all night, we start bed fighting
Clothes off, we get into it, no one's home, just me and you
Turn the lights off, close the curtain, fuck did we get into?
Kissing, grabbing, hugging, getting money, get my stack right
I ain't never getting turnt until I get my sack right
Take a breath, let me slow down, damn bro, you acting like a hoe now
Slickin' on the gang shit, get you fucked up, it's finna go down
Big bottles out, we lit, she looking back and that's it
I ain't had a job, I ain't had the money, hit the rhymes, now I'm fucking rich
Two tone on my wrist, hope they laughing at this
Fear to put them on the list, I done grinded for all this shit
3 AM, we in the booth, right now we turnt, bruh, look at all this shit
What I put in is what I got out, guess I can say that I got this shit
Life games, I rolled the dice, I flew it up, now I take flight
Lost all, I bounce back, now it's my time for to make right
Shit constantly been left, can't look back cause I went right
Slide through, you hit the bed all night, we start bed fighting
Clothes off, we get into it, no one's home, just me and you
Turn the lights off, close the curtain, fuck did we get into?
Kissing, grabbing, hugging, getting money, get my stack right
I ain't never getting turnt until I see my sack right
Take a breath, let me slow down, damn bro, you acting like I'm a hoe now
Slickin' on the gang shit, get you fucked up, it's finna go down
Big bottles out and we lit, she looking back and that's it
I ain't had a job, I ain't had the money, hit the rhymes, now I'm fucking rich
Nothing's gonna stop me
Nothing's gonna stop me
Written by: James Duenes
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