album cover
Potential
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Potential został wydany 1 października 2025 przez Independent jako część albumu Lone Wolf - EP
album cover
Data wydania1 października 2025
WytwórniaIndependent
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM74

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nysear Byrd
Nysear Byrd
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nysear Byrd
Nysear Byrd
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Diggs Jr.
Jeff Diggs Jr.
Recording Engineer
Jay Dempsey
Jay Dempsey
Mixing Engineer
KAYDEE PRO
KAYDEE PRO
Producer

Tekst Utworu

sometimes i feel like givin up
seem like we always had it rough
Trina ever since you left, look at ya kids and i get stuck
death after death, them funerals i swear i had enough
but with no angels in the sky to really lean on, who would i trust?
who would i vent to?
needed you most, you turned ya back that shit been fuckin with my mental
told you i’m dying on the inside, you had other shit to tend to
can’t put my feelings into words, i put my pain into a pencil
i guess i’ll call this shit a bust, i thought we actually had potential
i thought we actually had potential
and yeah i had made some mistakes but you got cold on me
i thought you said this shit 4L so how you fold on me?
like i forgot to pay tuition, got a hold on me
shit was moving fast, i know dealing with them losses took a toll on me
i gave my all you took advantage
still on my ten know I’m still standing
a healing heart you ripped the bandage
the way we was i just can’t stand it
pushed to the edge and i still managed
on my last straw i can’t panic
lost some people that i thought would be here, everlasting damage  
flower grew straight from the concrete, i wasn’t raised in no botanic
the shit they postin bout we did but we ain’t never instagram it
still standing strong feel like I’m sinking, i ain’t talkin no titanic
i feel when granny left, another part of me left and you had vanished
sometimes i feel like givin up
seem like we always had it rough
Trina ever since you left, look at ya kids and i get stuck
death after death, them funerals i swear i had enough
but with no angels in the sky to really lean on, who would i trust?
who would i vent to?
needed you most, you turned ya back that shit been fuckin with my mental
told you i’m dying on the inside, you had other shit to tend to
can’t put my feelings into words, i put my pain into a pencil
i guess i’ll call this shit a bust, i thought we actually had potential
i thought we actually had potential
Written by: Nysear Byrd
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