“Rent Due” music video // Belly Gang Kushington

“Rent Due” is a promotional single from American rapper (from Atlanta, Georgia) Belly Gang Kushington‘s album, The Streets Is Yours: The Re-Up. ^{^{^{^[1]}}}

The Official Music Video premiered January 23rd 2026 ^{^[2]}, via Belly Gang Kushington’s official YouTube channel.^{^[3]}

An official Lyric Video premiered December 7th 2025.^{^[5]}

The track produced by: LoneGud. ^{^[4]}

The song written by: Victor Thomas, and Belly Gang Kushington. ^{^[4]}

Song: #RentDue

Artist: #BellyGangKushington

Album: #TheStreetsIsYours #TheReUp

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Lyrics for “Rent Due” ^{^[4]}
Song by Belly Gang Kushington:

Verse
I don’t give a f*** ’bout just lettin’ this beat start
N**** had commented on my post and called my son a r*****
Shawty be commented on my post, that b**** ain’t got no regard
N**** had called the police when I was on the run, he got him a reward (LoneGud)
Big condo with a key card
When I be takin’ pictures, n****, my partners charge a fee for it
I go Air Force 1s, you know them designers make my feet hurt
I might go to Texas, hit up Johnny to make my teeth hard
Black trucks, I’m the fleet god, c**** cook, I’m a street god
N****, I cook up work, I sold it for
B**** so bad when she ask for money, I damn near feel like I owe the ho
N****, I’m so booked up these days, n****, I don’t even know where I’m supposed to go
I don’t even know why I re-up with all these bricks, but, n****, it’s supposed to snow
N****, I’m supposed to be one of them ones
I’m runnin’ the circle around these lil’ n*****, I’m jumpin’ on hurdles around these li’ n*****
I ain’t wearin’ no purple around these lil’ n*****, I’m wearin’ the turban around these lil’ n*****
I ran Turkey around these lil’ n*****, I’m wearin’ the purple around these lil’ n*****
I’m payin’ for murders around these lil’ n*****
N****, that’s not breathin’ flow
Man, I’m so motherf***in’ sick and tired of hearin’ ’bout Jeezy flow
N****, I came from the bottom floor
Ain’t it crazy how the famous people was above me, now I got stars in the ceiling’?
N****, them boys in the building
N****, them boys came from a whole lotta scammin’, lotta drug dealin’
N****, I’m Diddy when it come to Ps, but I don’t know how to drug women
N****, I’m gettin’ it, when it come to ki’s, I don’t know how the plug send it
Smell like soap and Febreze with a whole lot of Dove in it
With a whole lotta drugs in it, with a lil’ extra shoved in it
N****, I wrote this s*** in a jail cell with a whole lotta bugs in it
N****, them Chinese bags ain’t nothin’, they come right over the Pacific
Fed’ tapped my phone, I used to change my voice, like this, like hold up a minute
N****, I’m touched down, got a yacht, I had a whole lotta girls in it
N****, I touched down, got a cup, I poured a whole lotta mud in it
I hit the club, my entourage, it got a whole lotta thugs in it
Gangsta rap my fan base, got a whole lotta Crips and Bloods in it
I do not rock no moissanite, my chain got glitz and flood in it
All of my bricks be glisten white, I get to mixin’ cut in it
I do not go to the club at night if I can’t bring my gun in it
I do not scam in the bank, I send a bad lil’ b**** to run in it
I do not worry ’bout what these n***** be sayin’ on Instagram comments
I do not get excited ’bout a b****, I been there, done it
I do not count the money or get it unless it’s in abundance
N****, I started at the bottom, I came from gettin’ fronted
Look, I don’t give a f*** ’bout lettin’ this beat cut off
N**** ever run off on me, he gon’ end up with his feet cut off
Flyin’ down ’20 in a VIN switch, I got my seatbelt off
Twenty pair of Air Force 1s a week, I can’t even keep ’em off

Outro
Man, come on, Chris, bruh, I can’t do this s***, man
Bruh, that boy rappin’ like the rent due