Empty Pages - Larry June, Curren$y & The Alchemist: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

Larry June, Curren$y & The Alchemist

Empty Pages

20,399

Hip-Hop/Rap

Empty Pages fue lanzado el 20 de febrero de 2026 por The Freeminded Records / Jet Life Recordings / ALC / EMPIRE como parte del álbum Spiral Staircases

Segmentos populares

Detalles de la canción

Más popular

Últimos 7 días

00:00 - 00:05

Empty Pages se descubrió con más frecuencia en los primeros segundos de la canción durante la última semana

00:00

00:15

00:25

00:50

00:55

01:10

01:15

01:25

02:30

02:35

02:40

04:00

04:05

04:10

00:00

04:15

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Larry June

Voces

Curren$y

Voces

The Alchemist

Intérprete

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Larry Eugene Hendricks III

Larry Eugene Hendricks III

Composición

Shante Franklin

Shante Franklin

Composición

Alan Maman

Composición

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

Larry June

Ingeniería de grabación

The Alchemist

Producción

James Afflu

Ingeniería de grabación

Todd Cooper

Ingeniería de mezcla

Joe La Porta

Masterización

Letra

[Intro]

Mm, huh

Yeah, uh

Chevys on switches

Smokin' weed in it, ho, don't post me in your pictures

If you can keep a secret, we could always kick it

Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round

Keep the E in it, Chevys on

Huh

[Verse 1]

The lounge was packed, the dice was loaded, the cards was stacked

Against us, but somehow we made it back, a circle of winners

I wore this mink to dinner this morning

She slipped into it and served me breakfast on my couch, ****

I'm a down-South ****, not no house ****, not a clout fisher

Nor a fart sniffer, these **** trippin'

I'm just trappin' really, these **** trickin', I'm just mackin', chillin'

They splurgin' on them hoes, I'm just nice to a couple bitches

Real ice glistenin' in the dark because you played your part

Enemies fell apart while we was playin' golf

I ain't know until the homies told me, the news touched my heart

Really, dog

[Verse 2]

One the designs that he picked

Have three pair of slacks that he can wear

Let's dub it

Kinda wild, you know, they would say, but it's (Uh, yo)

What's happening today (Check it, uh)

[Verse 3]

Leave out a plate with a piece of steak, make sure all the wolves is fed (Right)

Every threat you made was empty like the tip of a hollow bullet head

See me with a briefcase, you can guarantee that it's full of bread

The sweater came in a gaberdine, but I took the wool instead (Took the wool instead)

Hands in the deep end of the bag where all the tricks is kept (What do you got in there?)

Bitch tried to interrupt my dance moves, I don't miss a step

Before I purchase the merchandise, make sure it's open and inspected

Big wave on your security camera, the motion is detected (Havin' motion)

I'm a one-of-kind diamond, you could never match the clarity

Puttin' digits on the boards, I'm talkin' 'bout stacks numerically (Numbers)

Playin' the game hard to the max, I don't relax for therapy

I was on my way to the bank and started to laugh hysterically

Comin' out smellin' like fresh hundreds, I'm a magnet for sex

On ten toes, only the Lord knows what I'ma baggage next, uh

[Verse 4]

And I still found a way I can get it and that's what I'm doin'

I'm tryna get it, I'm gon' get it

Yeah

[Verse 5]

You boys throwin' stones and hidin' hands, I'm just coutin' bands

It's hard to hit a movin' target, a spot out in Tanforan

Touchscreen laundry in the crib, I'm cleanin' all whites

Twenty-percent interest, I can get it to you overnight

A white robe, orange juice, chillin', countin' fifty grand

Been the man, squeeze the oowop till the semi jam

These bars real hot like a summer jam

They do the runnin' man when my gun in hand, but I ain't even on that

Defense, you gotta have discipline just to seek this

Peep this, I done made a million off of three zips

Movin' like a new legend, rockin' with my two-seven

House by the water, sippin' tea, I can't believe this

Valuin' my privacy, killin' them with honesty

Killin' shit silently

Modestly, I do this shit gracefully

Probably not one of them dudes you wanna play with (Aye-aye-aye, uh)

[Outro]

Shit just sound so motherfucking smooth

Hoppin' off boats and shit, sippin' the finest juice

Lowriders and shit, 5-0s, Grand Nashes, El Cos

Written by: Alan Maman, Larry Eugene Hendricks III, Shante Franklin

Pie de página de Shazam

Seleccionar idioma:

Empresa

Legal

Términos
Política de privacidad
Gestiona tus datos

Chrome Web Store

Galaxy Store

Síguenos

© Copyright 2026 Apple Inc. y sus filiales | Responsabilidad del proveedor

Loading...