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Red String
1
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Red String został wydany 15 sierpnia 2025 przez TMR jako część albumu Learn To Live
album cover
Data wydania15 sierpnia 2025
WytwórniaTMR
LanguageEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM191

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ThaMonster
ThaMonster
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bendjadid Houmadi
Bendjadid Houmadi
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ThaMonster
ThaMonster
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Worms hatched on your necklace, it's a joke
Seen you outside, was no different from a ghost
In your honor, had to write, I had to make a toast
I hope you still think about me anytime you smoke
And think about me when you listen to the songs we heard when we looked at the stars, huh
Red strings is now cut, I can see the burn freshen up the scars
Both thought that it was only up, maybe life didn't seem to be so easy
Called your number many times, surprised when I saw that you didn't believe me
And I'm up, and I'm down when I think 'bout you, momma still prays for you
Silence really kills, hope you know the risks that I still take for you
To bleed, had to open up, wind on a cut, mistake for you
Forever doesn't mean a lifetime, hope my next can make it up to you
Bad habits never left, had to make you happy, I committed theft
It was ride or die, it was nothin' less, pay my tithes with spiritual debt
Paid myself with an ego death, my soul never seemed to rest
Never recovered from the shit I've seen, had to find solace in the things that you said
Came back to the hood when you said it was bad, met you at the same time
As I met these young men that'll ride with me if anybody tries
Half my life was spent with your hugs, comfort when I got tired of tryin'
And the way I'm talkin' 'bout your ass, make some people think that you actually died
And you introduced me to the woman that I spent a year with
I love it, I'm goin' on two, but it would've been better if your ass was still here
I ain't mad at the fall, I'm mad that I was face-first
Can't hold nothin' against you, you'll be my friend forever, it could have been worse
And I'm thinkin' of all of the—
Worms that snatched your necklace, it's a joke
Seen you outside, was no different from a ghost
In your honor had to write, I had to make a toast
I hope you still think about me anytime you smoke
Written by: Bendjadid Houmadi
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