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A Wild Radicule Appears, Vol. 1

by Radicule.

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1.
Holla at U. 01:44
2.
Luvsong. 01:43
3.
Twothree 02:28
Crybaby turned OG Bobbed and weaved up out the streets And made it up to 23 Grinding for this music, thinking nobody would notice me If you doubted, you could still peep the glo from the nosebleeds Real spitting Ain't no twitter video rapping Bad bitches giving top with the windows tinted Tryna get it to where niggas paying upfront in advance Cop a crib or two, refrigerate my wrist like I'm Bob Vance Prodigy from jump Keep it thoro dunny We don't fuck with ops, snitches, niggas, and bitches that's moving funny Came too far to have a fuck nigga snatch it from me Champion year, sweep the competition out from under me Niggas babies in this game Tryna bite with no teeth We just tryna secure the bag before our family's deceased Split the pot up with my partners Slap a couple 100s on my shawty cheeks Greatness in the making off of beats If there's one thing that you pull from this Don't wait for them to toss you yo roses Tell 'em to run it First you get them singles, then fives, 20s, and hunnids Gold durag with the cape out, my nigga, you know it 's summer Finally doing numbers So they see us in the fast lane, riding our bumper Stone cold, boomerang bitches get hit with the stunner 20 more minutes til we on Keep some shooters with the uzi Why you callin' my phone? I'm pulling up with the quickness if she say she home alone She don't really burn it down But still making sure that I'm smoking strong And slide the eighth between her lips, in case the shit go wrong Just tryna break in, before they go and sound the alarm Before they gun me down and I ain't even left the car That's why I tell my niggas I love 'em, cause what about tomorrow Running on CPT and still feeling like the time is borrowed You gots to get yours I gots to get mine Just don't trample niggas on the way up to get to your shrine This ain't even my final form, years away from my prime Plotting on niggas from a distance, take a ticket and get in line
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about

the prelude to the next chapter, and some jawns to make your ears fuzzy.

plus we was itching to release something on the born day. I eat, everybody eats. <3

enjoy this plate . ;)

- rad.

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released July 2, 2019

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Radicule. New York, New York

father of Head Massage Music. πŸ’†πŸΏβ€β™€οΈ

Beat horticulturalist, writer, designer, and your favorite beat bohemian.πŸ’‹πŸ–₯❇️

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