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Stranded
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Stranded fue lanzado el 16 de enero de 2026 por Racer como parte del álbum Chase
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ÁlbumChase
Fecha de lanzamiento16 de enero de 2026
Sello discográficoRacer
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM78

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Chase Racer
Chase Racer
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Chase Racer
Chase Racer
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Chase Racer
Chase Racer
Ingeniería

Letra

Yeah, I was on my own
You left me stranded
Took my heart for granted
I was on my own
Rollin' my own stone
God pick me up, wash me clean
Now I'm strong
Now I lift both hands when I praise
Watchin' me go
God put me on
Now I got that throne
You was tellin' me no
But now I'm tellin' you no
This from the soul
Left me stranded
Callin' for the God, lift my hands now
How you gonna keep the key with his hand out
I was blind, he took me in, now I'm fanned out
It was him, he had brought me out of the pit
He gon' bring you out of the ditch
Anything you done been stripped
It's his son, but that's it
We gon' shout for holiness to live
Ain't no cards, wife, that's legit
Now I'm rich
Yeah, I was on my own
You left me stranded
Took my heart for granted
I was on my own
Rollin' my own stone
God pick me up, wash me clean
Now I'm strong
Now I lift both hands when I praise
Watchin' me go God put me on
Now I got that throne
You was tellin' me no
But now I'm tellin' you no
This from the soul
From the soul
I'm on that
I'm on that back road
Please don't give me a passport
Rebound off of that backboard
Them demons tryna make me hit backcourt
Didn't wanna be mad poor
I'm rich in spirit
I'm cash poured
Wonder what I'm sad for
When everything else comes back more
And I know that I ain't no saint
Everybody wake up, complain
Got a sunshine when it rains
Don't wanna eat bread in vain
When I look out the window, paint
All they ever see is people's pain
Yahweh said, no more shame
I'm on that back road
Please don't give me a passport
Rebound off of that backboard
Them demons tryna make me hit backcourt
Didn't wanna be mad poor
I'm rich in spirit
I'm cash poured
Wonder what I'm sad for
When everything else comes back more
And I know that I ain't no saint
Everybody wake up, complain
Got a sunshine when it rains
Don't wanna eat bread in vain
When I look out the window, paint
All they ever see is people's pain
Yahweh said, no more shame
Written by: Chase Racer
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