Happy || Remix Ft. Party In My Living Room

K-pop rap, upbeat, danceable, rhythmic flow, 808s beats, subtle percussion drums, Dolby Atmos

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[Verse 1]
I’m not into what these people into,
I knew that when I was young out the window.
On front street, I would never fold,
Kept my ground firm, stood tall, bold.
Earned my respect, tell me what you’d die for,
Same thing that I’m willing to ride for.
No idols here, I don’t follow no trends,
Kicked down the door off the strength I had within.
All them nights puttin’ work, yeah too many to count,
But the grind paid back in a serious amount.

[Verse 2]
Most def, y’all seen me,
Everything I touch shine bright on repeat.
Money on the line every time, go beep-beep,
I been lit since ringtones, let the beat speak.
I am up, little baby, I don’t need change,
Chef it up in the kitchen like Ving Rhames.
Catch me fly, watch the style, watch the wings hang,
Sun-kissed smile, through the roof when the beams bang.
Are you happy for me or no?
That’s the only question I pose.
Either way I keep movin’, oh no,
Make an anthem just to stunt on my foes.

[Verse 3]
Thinkin’ on it, nah that won’t fix you,
Motion heavy, opportunities might miss you.
Focused in, chasing every single dollar, GED,
Money not everything—
But broke never brought peace to me.
Anxiety taxing, so I max out good times,
Even when it feels wild, I still cash out sunshine.
Walking through the city, bag tucked, confidential,
Every new blessing turn the world more magical.
I can buy this, I can have that,
Rubber-banded stack, tell me where the bag at.
Even with a hundred mill, I can sense envy still,
I’m an empath, but their feelings not the bill.
Tap my inner animal side, but I chill,
’Cause I know some bites don’t ever heal.
Lessons learned, the past was rehearsal,
This the new me—better, universal.

[Hook/Outro]
Ever seen a hundred-fifty
Rubber-banded up?
Ever seen somebody
Start with nothing, run it up?
Don’t that make you happy?
Don’t that make you happy?
Oh it don’t?
That’s an issue,
I know folks still running from issues.

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[Hook] Ever seen a hundred-fifty Rubber-banded up? Ever seen somebody Start with nothing, run it up? Don’t that make you happy? Don’t that make you happy? Oh it don’t? That’s an issue, I know folks still running from issues. [Verse 1] I’m not into what these people into, I knew that when I was young out the window. On front street, I would never fold, Kept my ground firm, stood tall, bold. Earned my respect, tell me what you’d die for, Same thing that I’m willing to ride for. No idols here, I don’t follow no trends, Kicked down the door off the strength I had within. All them nights puttin’ work, yeah too many to count, But the grind paid back in a serious amount. [Hook] Ever seen a hundred-fifty Rubber-banded up? Ever seen somebody Start with nothing, run it up? Don’t that make you happy? Don’t that make you happy? Oh it don’t? That’s an issue, I know folks still running from issues. [Verse 2] Most def, y’all seen me, Everything I touch shine bright on repeat. Money on the line every time, go beep-beep, I been lit since ringtones, let the beat speak. I am up, little baby, I don’t need change, Chef it up in the kitchen like Ving Rhames. Catch me fly, watch the style, watch the wings hang, Sun-kissed smile, through the roof when the beams bang. Are you happy for me or no? That’s the only question I pose. Either way I keep movin’, oh no, Make an anthem just to stunt on my foes. [Hook] Ever seen a hundred-fifty Rubber-banded up? Ever seen somebody Start with nothing, run it up? Don’t that make you happy? Don’t that make you happy? Oh it don’t? That’s an issue, I know folks still running from issues. [Verse 3] Thinkin’ on it, nah that won’t fix you, Motion heavy, opportunities might miss you. Focused in, chasing every single dollar, GED, Money not everything— But broke never brought peace to me. Anxiety taxing, so I max out good times, Even when it feels wild, I still cash out sunshine. Walking through the city, bag tucked, confidential, Every new blessing turn the world more magical. I can buy this, I can have that, Rubber-banded stack, tell me where the bag at. Even with a hundred mill, I can sense envy still, I’m an empath, but their feelings not the bill. Tap my inner animal side, but I chill, ’Cause I know some bites don’t ever heal. Lessons learned, the past was rehearsal, This the new me—better, universal. [Hook/Outro] Ever seen a hundred-fifty Rubber-banded up? Ever seen somebody Start with nothing, run it up? Don’t that make you happy? Don’t that make you happy? Oh it don’t? That’s an issue, I know folks still running from issues.

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