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dontgoagainstme
Hip-Hop/Rap
dontgoagainstme was released on August 15, 2025 by Hrd Records LLC as a part of the album dontgoagainstme - Single
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Release DateAugust 15, 2025
LabelHrd Records LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mackadoughshish
Mackadoughshish
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Howard Barnes
Howard Barnes
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Howard Barnes
Howard Barnes
Producer

Lyrics

Going against me like going against God
(Don't do it)
Chopper spit gospel leave you laid in the yard
(Pow pow)
Raised in the jungle where the killers go hard
(Real talk)
Pyrex vision turn my pain into bars
(Cooking)
Grew up in the trap where the rats run the race
(Facts)
Stovetop sermons I was cooking up grace
(Hallelujah)
Pistol on my lap devil smile on my face tryna' duck a case
(Cold heart)
Still pushing that base
(On go)
Hood full of legends either dead or in chains
(Free the real)
I'm tryna break the cycle still married to the game
(Never fold)
Money over fame I ain't switching my lanes
(Nope)
Still riding dirty with a fully in the frame
(Stay dangerous)
Concrete scriptures I was taught by the block
(Word)
Hustle like it's church every flip is a psalm
(Praise that)
They say pray for peace but I sleep with the bomb
(On go)
Cuz' going against me you ain't gone live long
(Naw)
You don't wanna war with a child of the mob
(Naw)
Made it through hell now I walk like a God
(Real talk)
Grit in my heart got the game in a headlock
(Tight grip)
Fully in the coat and the dope in a ziploc
(Un huh)
Prayed through the pain now I'm laced in the scars
(Battle wounds)
Hustle like a priest every flip go hard
(Hallelujah)
Ain't no peace when you play with the squad
(Not at all)
Going against me like going against God
(Blasphemy)
I seen saints turn to demons for the cream
Angels on my shoulder but my Glock got a beam
Scriptures in the scale watch the whole hood lean
Baptized in the fire had to die for my dream
My pain gotta rhyme my soul got a tone
I done lost day ones still ride alone
R I P the real I'm holding they throne
And I don't talk much I just get in my zone
Bando confession I was praying with fiends
Hustle been a sermon since I step on the scene
Every move militant mob in my dreams
Cross me that's a verse with a red beam
Preaching out the projects vision panoramic
From the trenches to the sky yeah the rise been organic
Scriptures from the block I'm a profit with the static
You going against God when you moving with panic
You don't wanna war with a child of the mob
(Naw)
Made it through hell now I walk like a God
(Real talk)
Grit in my heart got the game in a headlock
(Tight grip)
Fully in the coat and the dope in a ziploc
(Un huh)
Prayed through the pain now I'm laced in the scars
(Battle wounds)
Hustle like a priest every flip go hard
(Hallelujah)
Ain't no peace when you play with the squad
(Not at all)
Going against me like going against God
(Blasphemy)
Written by: Howard Barnes
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