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Nothing in return
Afro-Pop
Utwór Nothing in return został wydany 20 kwietnia 2026 przez DoubleB Records jako część albumu the last breath
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Data wydania20 kwietnia 2026
WytwórniaDoubleB Records
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM72

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smooth Doubleb
Smooth Doubleb
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Bass
Brandon Bass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Unknown Instrumentalz
Unknown Instrumentalz
Producer

Tekst Utworu

You give me no love, I guess I’ll have to give it to someone else
I was all in on you, but you gave me breadcrumbs in return
False hope, wishing it would last
Divine counterpart knows me, but doesn’t say anything
How can I ever trust you?
The job market is fucked, humanity is cooked
I don’t like humans, but fantasizing over your body got me shook
All the mess we made got me second-guessing
Get me away from human thought, I need to be elevating
People ascending, but they’re not even levitating
They love this human shit, I don’t get it
Trapped in this place caused by the people closest to you
I could die right now, I’ll be satisfied
I can die right now, I’m on my way to my version of Zamunda
Man, I’m tryna off myself
Can’t relate to any of these people
They view suicide or dying as bad
But why would you continue this hamster wheel rat race?
You’re better off going into space
Chill with some aliens than you peeps
I have a more sophisticated conversation with a brick wall than you folk
The only thing I’m excited for is to die
Cremate my body and burn it alive
So this version of me can no longer exist
This isn’t me any fucking ways
Throw my ashes in the ocean and let them swim away
Don’t want to quit, but I don’t want to stay
I’ve been doing my personal business for years barely any return
I do this for myself, not for a return
But I feel like giving up, so this is my last-ditch effort
Don’t be surprised if I show up differently
Maybe a fresh start in a new country
Maybe fake my own death and go off-grid
Maybe kill myself completely
Nothings working out cause this system wasn’t designed for us to succeed
Especially if you’re a high-level spiritual being
People can say that’s a limiting belief, but the facts stand strong
They built this system and society in the hopes to break us
It was never for our well-being
That’s why they only seem to succeed
Non-melanated people, y’all don’t know nothing
Sure, some of our people get some favorable days
But most melanated people are coons, and their time is up
How much longer can I tolerate this place?
I want to grab a gun and off myself
But in a high vibration to set the mood
Death to a rebirth like a butterfly in a cocoon, ugh
I have no one riding for me
No one making conversation
Said you just saw my message on Friday
But it said you read it on Wednesday
Stop lying to me and do something
Want me to spill the tea? Well, you asked for it
I’m picky, and that’s a good thing
Not everyone can be in my circle
I can’t just date no random girl
I cut people off quickly, I give them one chance
Written by: Brandon Bass
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