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Stranded
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Stranded został wydany 16 stycznia 2026 przez Racer jako część albumu Chase
album cover
AlbumChase
Data wydania16 stycznia 2026
WytwórniaRacer
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM78

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chase Racer
Chase Racer
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chase Racer
Chase Racer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chase Racer
Chase Racer
Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Yeah, I was on my own
You left me stranded
Took my heart for granted
I was on my own
Rollin' my own stone
God pick me up, wash me clean
Now I'm strong
Now I lift both hands when I praise
Watchin' me go
God put me on
Now I got that throne
You was tellin' me no
But now I'm tellin' you no
This from the soul
Left me stranded
Callin' for the God, lift my hands now
How you gonna keep the key with his hand out
I was blind, he took me in, now I'm fanned out
It was him, he had brought me out of the pit
He gon' bring you out of the ditch
Anything you done been stripped
It's his son, but that's it
We gon' shout for holiness to live
Ain't no cards, wife, that's legit
Now I'm rich
Yeah, I was on my own
You left me stranded
Took my heart for granted
I was on my own
Rollin' my own stone
God pick me up, wash me clean
Now I'm strong
Now I lift both hands when I praise
Watchin' me go God put me on
Now I got that throne
You was tellin' me no
But now I'm tellin' you no
This from the soul
From the soul
I'm on that
I'm on that back road
Please don't give me a passport
Rebound off of that backboard
Them demons tryna make me hit backcourt
Didn't wanna be mad poor
I'm rich in spirit
I'm cash poured
Wonder what I'm sad for
When everything else comes back more
And I know that I ain't no saint
Everybody wake up, complain
Got a sunshine when it rains
Don't wanna eat bread in vain
When I look out the window, paint
All they ever see is people's pain
Yahweh said, no more shame
I'm on that back road
Please don't give me a passport
Rebound off of that backboard
Them demons tryna make me hit backcourt
Didn't wanna be mad poor
I'm rich in spirit
I'm cash poured
Wonder what I'm sad for
When everything else comes back more
And I know that I ain't no saint
Everybody wake up, complain
Got a sunshine when it rains
Don't wanna eat bread in vain
When I look out the window, paint
All they ever see is people's pain
Yahweh said, no more shame
Written by: Chase Racer
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