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Afraid
Hip-Hop/Rap
Afraidは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2025年12月19日に4FrontによりリリースされましたFOR4VR
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アルバムFOR4VR
リリース日2025年12月19日
レーベル4Front
言語English
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM80

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nix Kabamba
Nix Kabamba
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nix Kabamba
Nix Kabamba
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kragerr
Kragerr
Producer

歌詞

Afraid they stay the same
Afraid they stay the same
I keep some for the pain
I keep some for my brain
I know they'll never change
If I keep it the same, they will go away
It was all cause of me, I got nothing to blame
I go out MIA, I go out David Blaine
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, woo
I know that you tryna switch up, but you already said some
I know what you tryna do lil bitch you left them bread crumbs
I got all this money in my pocket come and spread sum
I'm a troubled kid, I'm a fucking rebel
Big ol cars, big ol whips we hit that pedal
Diamonds shining up, pointers on my bezel
Whatchu talking bout, we ain't get that message?
Whatchu talking bout, send him up to heaven
Whatchu you crying bout, wrist hydrated
Know you see me, you know that I made it
Quit that playin, quit that talkin my baby
Money booming up, crack in the 80s
Money booming, money thumin, 808
Go and hit the bank, shot fade-away
Cut him off the team, cut him taper fade
Watch my pockets lean, my pockets fat, they obese
I got too much green, bitch they like the Hulk, they a beast
Bitch you fucking mean, yeah you just a whore, you a treesh
Put it in her spleen, yeah she coming back she want the D
Wonder watchu seen, bitch you just like stevie, you can't see
You just like Diana, you no fucking princess, crash the beam
Dirty, go Diana, I got fanta, I got fucking lean
Bad bitch hispanic, we locked in, just like cuban link
I can keep on going, they can't copy what I fucking did
I can keep on flowing, like this fucking water on my wrist
Bitch you so annoying, I can't even stand your stupid shit
Money overflowing just like ben, hold up, damn, shit
Brand new PJ, plain jane, mary jane
You be smoking crack, you on stupid dank
I got brand new fye in my kit, Imma up my rank
I got brand new ties in this bitch, come and try me then
Afraid they stay the same
Afraid they stay the same
I keep some for the pain
I keep some for my brain
I know they'll never change
If I keep it the same, they will go away
It was all cause of me, I got nothing to blame
I go out MIA, I go out David Blaine
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, woo
I know that you tryna switch up, but you already said some
I know what you tryna do lil bitch you left them bread crumbs
I got all this money in my pocket come and spread sum
I'm a troubled kid, I'm a fucking rebel
Big ol cars, big ol whips we hit that pedal
Diamonds shining up, pointers on my bezel
Whatchu talking bout, we ain't get that message?
Whatchu talking bout, send him up to heaven
Whatchu you crying bout, wrist hydrated
Know you see me, you know that I made it
Quit that playin, quit that talkin my baby
Written by: Nix Kabamba
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