“Hittin’ By Charles Reed produced by Brit Fox

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The lyrics convey a message of perseverance and determination. The artist reflects on their past mistakes and how they have grown stronger as a result. They emphasize the importance of patience and hard work in achieving success. The lyrics also mention influential figures like Michael Jackson. Overall, the emotions expressed in the lyrics are a mix of confidence, ambition, and gratitude.

HITTIN’ By Charles Reed, Brit Fox lyrics

[Hook]

This that feeling that you get 

When you get a hit 

When the summer hit

Put them diamonds on yo wrist

Car lot like a Gift shop

Forgiato kit

Aiming at the top 

I ain't bout to miss.

[Verse 1]

It's in my soul

I'm Destin to run the globe

Swerein' in my lane but I'm in control

I will never say that I did it my own (oh no no no)

I made a plan 

Got some bands 

Got some fans 

Imma do that shit again and again

And again and again 

With no weapon formed against 

Lord forgive me for sins 

See my Grind is on 1000 baby 

You keep yo 10

Every loss I took it chin 

It just brought me closer to the win

The example for my kid

Michael Jackson this is it

[Hook]

This that feeling that you get 

When you get a hit 

When the summer hit

Put them diamonds on yo wrist

Car lot like a 

Gift shop

Forgiato kit

Aiming to top 

I ain't bout to miss.

[Verse 2]

Lord 

Bless they heart 

They should've known better

But now they know better.

Patience is key 

The combination is me 

Let the voice that I sing 

Strengthen the the weak 

If not then take it from me

So make a plan 

Get some bands 

Get some fans 

And do that shit again and again

And again and again 

With no weapon formed against 

Lord forgive me for sins 

See my Grind is on 1000 baby 

You keep yo 10 (yeah)

[Hook]

This that feeling that you get 

When you get a hit 

When the summer hit

Put them diamonds on yo wrist

Car lot like a 

Gift shop

Forgiato kit

Aiming to top 

I ain't bout to miss.

This that feeling that you get 

When you get a hit 

When the summer hit

Put the Rolex on ya wrist 

Car lot like a 

Gift shop

Forgiato kit

Aiming to top 

I ain't bout to miss.

(Aww naw)

“HONEY” By Brit Fox x Sunday Paper

Sunday Paper:
Yeah

Brit Fox:
All I need is m-e and l-o-v-e
M-e and l-o-v-e
My love for me gonna be as sticky as honey

Sunday Paper:
Hey hey little Mona Lisa 
Say it’s really nice to met ya
If you're down for entertaining we can grab a slice of pizza
I don't know just what you think of country boys from East Virginia
But if you like what you see then you should be my girlfriend
Da da da da da da da
That's my heart when you're walking
La la la la la la la la
That's what I hear when you're talking
Tell me where you're from
Tell me where to go
I just wanna be there with you
I like it, hey
Tell me when and where
Girl I'm going there with you
And I don't really care

Brit Fox:
All I need is m-e and l-o-v-e
M-e and l-o-v-e
My love for me gonna be as sticky as honey

I can be the worst
Or I can be the best of me
It can be my curse
And it can be my destiny
To hate like I'm hurt
Or love like I'm set free
Cause that's what I want to be
Everything I need is right here
All I need to see is me and that mirror
All good things get clearer
And all good things come nearer

All I need is m-e and l-o-v-e
M-e and l-o-v-e
My love for me gonna be as sticky as honey

Sunday Paper:
Hey, natural girl
You got time then I’m in your world
If you smiling I'ma wave back
If you waving, I'ma think wedding bells
Whatever else you might lack
You hit me then I'ma hit back
Text my number, I'ma text back
Text back, nah, nah, nah for real like I'ma hit back when you need me
You can just call me, reach me, ay
In my email like CC, yo
Give me ASAP like RiRi

Brit Fox:
Ooh -wee, ooh -wee, ooh -wee, yeah
You stuck with me Ooh -wee, ooh -wee, ooh-wee
Yeah Just like honey
Ooh -wee, ooh -wee, ooh -wee, yeah
I'm feeling free
Ooh -wee, ooh -wee, ooh -wee, yeah
Got me feeling me

All I need is m-e and l-o-v-e
M-e and l-o-v-e
My love for me gonna be as sticky as honey

We i got that 24-7 power now that future is ours

All I need is m-e and l-o-v-e
M-e and l-o-v-e

All I need
M-e and l-o-v-e
My love for me gonna be as sticky as honey

“LAY LOW” By Drew Santos Ft. Caine

Hook:
Lay low (lay low)
You can’t find me on my lay low (lay low)
Go ahead and keep on hatin’ (hatin’)
You just mad cuz i made it (made it) mmm yeah

You ain’t gotta like me bro quit asking about me yo
Hatin’ is the lane you chose faking like a chick i know
Quit the staring, get to walking all that made up trash you talking
Why you doing all that gawking burning holes in my leather
I’m out this b*tch like Batman on my lay low I go
Once you see me you don’t i’m evil kenevil
Screaming out of my stepple stay away from my people
Laying that heat must i repeat quit raising your hell that sh*t i smell
Shake off the rust and still go buck
Watch out for your enemies and your frenemies they be the end of you So what you gon’ do papa ain’t raise no fool
Got to get out the zoo as fast as i can head swerve at the curve headlights in the rearview
Pedal to the floor giddy giddy giddy giddy giddy gone

Hook:
Lay low (lay low)
You can’t find me on my lay low (lay low)
Go ahead and keep on hatin’ (hatin’)
You just mad cuz i made it (made it) mmm yeah

Lay low (lay low)
You can’t find me on my lay low (lay low)
Go ahead and keep on hatin’ (hatin’)
You just mad cuz i made it (made it) mmm yeah

Caine Verse:
I made it out came back ain’t never left
Although i stress out over bullshit i still feel blessed
Progress all i know i lay low and get the dough
Handle my money, money on my mind fuck a hoe
Really tho big bro I show you what your pops didn’t
Block missing ties we pros with the suits missing
Listen to me been somewhere you haven't no i ain't trolling
Fuck a 9 to 5 it make you feel like your dreams stolen
Open eyes scooping lies these niggas ain't dissing
Everytime every line that's why the stay pissed at me
I ain't your papi unhappy nigga at me I keep the same energy you positive attach me

Hook:
Lay low (lay low)
You can’t find me on my lay low (lay low)
Go ahead and keep on hatin’ (hatin’)
You just mad cuz i made it (made it) mmm yeah

Lay low (lay low)
You can’t find me on my lay low (lay low)
Go ahead and keep on hatin’ (hatin’)
You just mad cuz i made it (made it) mmm yeah

I’m getting tired of this hate on me so why you gotta hate on me
Why don’t you go ahead and get off my back
Go ahead and get off my back back
You fuck with carnivorous animals cannibals
Nowhere to run huh it’s blasphemy your a tragedy and what it is is what its gone be
I'm a cleveland boy underneath the tie I shook the beat and reload the mic
See good fellas can bark back too don't want no heat don't want no drama
Stay in your lane and avoid the karma you silly chap
Meet the louisvillee so sit still and have a scooby snack
While you hella hatin instead of elevating
I got that crucifix for you lucifiers watch me bless the mic
You sad shame you think its new school it’s still the same game so don’t say my name

Lay low (lay low)