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HARDWORK FREESTYLE
24
Hip-Hop/Rap
HARDWORK FREESTYLE was released on August 1, 2025 by UTF Media Co. as a part of the album BUCKETS OF PAIN
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Release DateAugust 1, 2025
LabelUTF Media Co.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
M Dot Tite
M Dot Tite
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Garmon
Isaac Garmon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Isaac Garmon
Isaac Garmon
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Aye
This ain't luck, it's blisters and it's back pain
Long nights, broke pockets but a packed brain
I don't complain, I construct
Brick by brick, out the dust
I ain't waiting on a lift, I became what I trust
let me see if i can do this shit right
let me try this shit over again
I never had luck, had to get it out the mud
That's why they call me old dirty, every win it took blood
Clocked in daily, rain or the sun while they played it cool
I was getting shit done
Built off sweat, Not talk, I earned my respect
With the walk, I ain't never need fame or a fucking cosign
Just a grind and a hunger in my fucking bloodline
They don't want smoke, nah, they just tweet it
I've been in the cut, undefeated
Made my own lane, then I beat it
Now the whole game gotta eat it
Talk less, show more, boy, I mean it
Every setback came with a reason
Stayed real through every season
Now my name ring bells like I leaked it
I was up before the city got loud
Plotting moves while they slept
I ain't fit in with the crowd
Put the weight on my back, didn't cry, didn't crack
Every no that I took, I just sharpened up my map
They was posting for clout, I was posting for rent
Stretching dimes like miles, turning time into strength
Ain't no hand out here, just a hand on the plow
If I failed, I reloaded, then I double shit down
Grew crops in the drought, no water, just faith
Took my pain to the page, made profit off of grace
They want praise, I want reach
They want shine, ****, I want peace
Told my demons that I'm busy, then I put in a week
With no breaks, no cheats, just the ground beneath my feet
And when they ask me how I did that
I just let the work speak
Written by: Isaac Garmon
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