Gotta Gotta
Instrumentation; Craft a Southern hip hop instrumental with a slow, menacing tempo, A deep, distorted 808 bassline and a simple, haunting three-note piano melody form the core, Use crisp, rapid hi-hats and heavy, muffled kick drums, Add atmospheric layers of distant police sirens and the sound of a car idling to build tension, Vocalization: Perform the vocals with a tired, gravelly baritone flow, Verses use a fast, intricate cadence conveying paranoia, The hook is delivered with more force, a primal declaration, For the bridge, shift to a sparse, almost spoken delivery filled with weary realization
Gotta Gotta
Instrumentation; Craft a Southern hip hop instrumental with a slow, menacing tempo, A deep, distorted 808 bassline and a simple, haunting three-note piano melody form the core, Use crisp, rapid hi-hats and heavy, muffled kick drums, Add atmospheric layers of distant police sirens and the sound of a car idling to build tension, Vocalization: Perform the vocals with a tired, gravelly baritone flow, Verses use a fast, intricate cadence conveying paranoia, The hook is delivered with more force, a primal declaration, For the bridge, shift to a sparse, almost spoken delivery filled with weary realization
Lyrics
hook
another pack touch down gotta move it subtle
all dese folks round me could be seein double
tryna figure out who real inna huddle
jus another day tryna stay out of trouble
verse 1
look
been on dis block since I was jus a lil youth
seen a lot of slick talk dat ain had no truth
seen a lotta good niggas take a bad route
so ion really trust the words comin out ya mouth
erry motion studied erry step I peep it
dey say dey got chu covered til ya in the deepest
part of it all til ya back against the wall
and den nobody pickin up wen you decide to call
aye it's a solo operation wen it come to preservation
a nigga jus see the destination not the ugly situation
man dat paper gettin thin
hook
another pack touch down gotta move it subtle
all dese folks round me could be seein double
tryna figure out who real inna huddle
jus another day tryna stay out of trouble
bridge
and I don sleep right no mo
keep one eye open onna floor
wonderin who gon be the one
to make a bad move fore the job is done
dis feelin gettin old.. man gettin real old
verse 2
see the youngins on the corner got that same look I had
a young nigga thinkin dat it's easy thinkin dat it's fast
dey don see the long nights or the chances you pass
on a whole nother life dat you can't get back
I brung a couple homies up dey ain here no mo
sum of em got jammed up sum of em went cold
dat's a heavy weight to carry on ya conscience I'm told
I'm jus tryna make it thru another story unfolds
I ain preachin to nobody lemme make dat clear
dis the path I chose I know the consequence is near
ion feel no sorrow I jus operate off fear
and keep it all tucked away til it disappear
yeah..
outro hook
another pack touched down I moved it subtle
all dem folks around me I seen em double
back on they own word out the huddle
so it's another day stayin out of trouble.. gotta gotta..
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