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FEED
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Hip-Hop/Rap
FEED è stato pubblicato il 4 settembre 2020 da Getting Out Our Dreams, Inc./Def Jam Recordings come parte dell'album Detroit 2
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Data di uscita4 settembre 2020
EtichettaGetting Out Our Dreams, Inc./Def Jam Recordings
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM80

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Sean
Big Sean
Performer
James Anderson
James Anderson
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kaelin Capron
Kaelin Capron
Songwriter
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Songwriter
Tom Kahre
Tom Kahre
Songwriter
Sean Anderson
Sean Anderson
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Tahrence Brown
Tahrence Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Boi 1da
Boi 1da
Producer
Kaelin Capron
Kaelin Capron
Producer
TT Audi
TT Audi
Producer
Teddy Walton
Teddy Walton
Additional Producer
Gregg Rominiecki
Gregg Rominiecki
Mixing Engineer
Tom Kahre
Tom Kahre
Recording Engineer
Hector Fernandez
Hector Fernandez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Testi

[Verse 1]
I woke up with too much on my chest (I woke up and realized I didn't even remember)
I didn't know I gave it everything till I realized that I had nothing else left
Issues bleeding over from my past life, I wonder
I wonder if my karma's up and this is my last life to get it right, transcend
[Verse 2]
The days are getting shorter I notice
Seems like time is moving fast forward while I'm in slow motion (Look)
Losing loved ones with really no one to cope with
It's cool, my third and my fourth eye open (Thank you God)
I dodged a cell, but still locked in on a cell
I never thought I'd see the day my mom wouldn't agree with Oprah and Gayle
Myra Denise was my peace of heaven on earth and living hell
Who gave me everything, but never took anything for her self
Imagine '06 Impala with zero milage
Seventeen, baggy clothes, not like Billie Eilish
Some n***** grow old, but not up, they still as childish
Demons wearing masks as my friends they favorite disguises
But n***** not gon' forget about me
Like n***** forgot about how Harriet was suppose to be on top of that twenty dollars (Straight up)
Dawg, my life a scene out of Casablanca, you got it wrong, I'm the monster
Burning man, Ayahuasca, my check up, no diagnostic
You disappear in the D like you Jimmy Hoffa, gone
I play my part like Leo without the Oscar (Damn)
Underrated, but you still gotta watch it
Yeah, maneuvered through it, I had to do it (Do it)
Shows looking like latin music
'Cept tonight we in Houston, the next night it's Chattanooga
But it's still Latins that's rapping' to it
Pursuit of happiness, I had to prove it
The best part 'bout problems is problems all come with solutions
That's why I don't focus on no legacy s***
All I care about is plugging friends and fam, that's it
And being the missing link to all they goals and dreams, that's it
And sinking the winning shot while I'm triple teamed for the chip (B****)
[Verse 3]
And I'ma let my whole soul glow
I can't kick it with you no-mo, can't miss no-mo goals
Best linens and my b**** down like she Yoko Ono
When the reaper say it's time to go, I'ma say no-no-no
[Verse 4]
How am I supposed to leave all this? For what?
[Verse 5]
People are hungry for something that means, really means something
They hungry man, they like, f******, you know what I mean, they
Because they're starving, they get so much bull**** you know
Bull****, there's so much of it
[Verse 6]
What's my purpose?
Why is my purpose?
Where is my purpose?
I am purpose
When I compare my purpose to someone else's
Then it's no longer my purpose
Disconnect to reconnect
Written by: Sean Anderson, Matthew Samuels, Tahrence Brown, Travis Darelle Walton, Kaelin Capron, Tom Kahre
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