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DOUBT EVERYTHING
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Hip-Hop/Rap
DOUBT EVERYTHING est sorti le 24 octobre 2025 par RVMAN dans le cadre de l'album DOUBT EVERYTHING - Single
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Date de sortie24 octobre 2025
LabelRVMAN
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM70

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Adam VanScoyk
Adam VanScoyk
Rap
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Adam VanScoyk
Adam VanScoyk
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Adam VanScoyk
Adam VanScoyk
Ingénierie
WHITECXFFIN
WHITECXFFIN
Production

Paroles

I got no way out
It gets hard tryina live when you down
Its gets hard tryina live when you doubt everything
And every drug that you take turns you into a fiend
I can never fucking break out the surface and breath
Looking for my purpose it was buried beneath
I cant talk to anybody, they don't know me
Walk into the function and I got a nose bleed
Whats that in my system, Mary J and codeine
Its real bad
Y'all cant even save me I was born sad
Everyday I wake up its the same thing
Roll my weed up bitch, I like living in the fog, in the mist
Y'all aint seeing shit
Money coming in, way too quick you'd think its counterfeit
I cant even count this shit by hand like where the counter went?
Bitch I count my blessings at my lowest
They praying on my downfall so I keep it loaded
These problems never get solved, they'll be back for more
Doing anything to go back to a time before
Forget being fried, I'm way too high I think I'm burnt
Won't catch me at a party 'less the hoes that's there are turnt
Imma let the whip drive by itself till I end end up in dirt
If my value based on what I got, then nothings what I'm worth
Nothings what I'm worth, shit
Nothings what I'm worth
I've been puffing on this weed all day, still feel like i'm hurt
In my mind its always gray, it cannot get worse
Heard them demons yell my fucking name, with them I converse
I think i'm gon' go MIA while she just want the best of me
I just wanna rest in peace, this life shit aint meant for me
I don't want no money cause that shit go up my nose
I was geeked all day inside the crib its like I froze
Forget being fried, I'm way too high I think I'm burnt
Won't catch me at a party 'less the hoes that's there are turnt
Imma let the whip drive by itself till I end end up in dirt
If my value based on what I got, then nothings what I'm worth
Written by: Adam Gregory VanScoyk
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