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Whatever
Hip-Hop/Rap
Whatever è stato pubblicato il 4 gennaio 2026 da Current come parte dell'album 7
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Album7
Data di uscita4 gennaio 2026
EtichettaCurrent
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM63

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Video musicale

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Testi

My future's heavy, your plans are old
I'm with the luxury, you're with the mold
Seeking my refuge, not normal at all
I want the money, while most want to blow
Seeking this wisdom, it's all for the show
I go through the pain cause I'm number one
I'm speaking the truth
Ask my friends and they'll know it's true
I pop open books just to gain virtue
All my songs gotta have good tunes
This is dedication, not new school
Gucci gang ain't my freaking crew
Rather have money than to rock it
How's that for better wisdom
Knowing this too well, how's that system
If it really worked you would've been richer
I've been learning since day one
Momma told me how to stay hum
I'll never lay eye on a girl bum
All they do is deprive my mind
I want it all to be good vibes
And getting into drama is awful
Cry me a river, I'll set it's path
Selfish nature, gotta make it last
Gave up the fam, the friends, the math
Just so I can be a rapper, the best
I can see it now, five star hotels
For my next show, in Las Vegas
People shouting my name
But in my heart tame
I ain't living out a fight or wake up at a point in time
Just so I can please a boss
Rather make good music, catch a vibe that's exuberant
And prove other people wrong
What you think I'm stupid cause this world is convoluted
And I can end up dead broke
They been hating since a child
Many talks with my bro, my sisters, my parents
They all say no, go to college or there's no hope
I'm a black sheep for real cause I go against many ideals
Look up to the rich and famous
And use their advice as an advantage
But all in all I'm always on the call
Writing away these thoughts and all
Waiting for my glory to arrive
To take me to the top
My future's heavy, your plans are old
I'm with the luxury, you're with the mold
Seeking my refuge, not normal at all
I want the money, while most want to blow
Seeking this wisdom, it's all for the show
I go through the pain cause I'm number one
I just need some time to relax
My ex girl said she wants me back
Must've sucked a lot to know I'm the real one
But this 12 inch monster ain't for losers it's for winners
No one's ever gonna stop me
Stumble to you but I'd rather be cocky
Rocking Tommy ads or long sleeve
Bringing that fit to Bahamas low key
You ain't ever gonna find a guy like me
I write symphonies in poetry
That assembles a group to decode my sheets
Grew up in the dark now it's time for light
Ever since middle school rhymes were on my mind
They been throwing money when I say my line
That's how I pay for lunch plus keep myself alive
What more do I have to say
Want me to cuss to get it out the way
I'll never be OD, Bambino's or Zuko
I am current, I'm in my own lane
Written by: Anthony Ramirez
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