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iTry
Hip-Hop/Rap
iTry fue lanzado el 31 de julio de 2025 por DTK Music/MDR & RAWW FILES MUSICGROUP como parte del álbum GROOVY BROS
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Fecha de lanzamiento31 de julio de 2025
Sello discográficoDTK Music/MDR & RAWW FILES MUSICGROUP
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM83

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Flatout
Flatout
Rap
Vraww
Vraww
Rap
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Del-Monta Langhorne
Del-Monta Langhorne
Autoría
VaSaun Boatwright
VaSaun Boatwright
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Louie Notez
Louie Notez
Ingeniería

Letra

I'm trying to live longer, hope I make it home When they see you elevate, damn, the hate be strong
Yeah, they prayin' that I lose, knowin' that I win
They ain't tryna let me in the door, I'm breakin' in
I hate these fake fathers, yeah, these **** be some fake ballers
Flashin' money, but ain't feed your daughter
Damn, this paper bluish, what I smoke smell like diesel fluid
I ain't gon' teach you how to hunt, but I can lead you to it
Always the black sheep, they leave me to do it Stock steady risin, got me smilin
What you expect when he surrounded by the violence
Trapped in his environment, he can't even show his talents
Mama didn't pay the rent, the problem's steady pilin
His father locked up, that was his third strike, he out it
My life got two sides, I know they want a season two it
This money fallin' like it's autumn, know I'm breezin' through it
I'm all mighty in the flesh, now won't Jesus do it?
I know you see improvement
My life feelin' like a maze, but I'm easin' through it
24-seven on the road with no destination
I know they waitin' for me, never planned a reservation
The game needed life, now I brought resuscitation
So many quit up on the way, ain't put in resignations
And ain't no rush to get this money, yeah, it's best to pace it
So many pacin' backwards, you know I hate distractions
I know they mad we goin' up, they show delayed reactions
I see the change in actions, the questions they be askin
They said to charge it to the game, what's the remainin' balance
A closed mouth don't get fed, don't remain in silence
You better say it loud
This shit like puberty, the way a **** breakin' out
Written by: Del-Monta Langhorne, VaSaun Boatwright
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