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Truth
Hip-Hop/Rap
Truth foi lançado em 21 de janeiro de 2022 por FlowPorium, Distributed by EngineEars como parte do álbum HUES
album cover
ÁlbumHUES
Data de lançamento21 de janeiro de 2022
EditoraFlowPorium, Distributed by EngineEars
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM61

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ky'saun James
Ky'saun James
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ky'$aun James
Ky'$aun James
Lyrics, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christian Stone Morris
Christian Stone Morris
Producer
DocStoney
DocStoney
Producer

Letra

To legit to quit
I been well equipped
Gifted wit the grit
All in wit the clique
Burned through hell wit a cool mental
Thread lines I return to spin you
Mouth a supreme gun spittin residual
Had to break old me **** was resentful
And that was the issue
Playin out of bounds like I was official
Suicidal pride an ego more than a fist full
Collateral damage my image imagine
If I didn't make this shit happen
Demon battlin' thoughts needin' holy water
Somebody please go grab me the (Chaplin)
To many fallin outs fuck em now
Lonely out when guidance reroutes
I'm out to break the game like Steve stout
Not the timid **** who used to get clowned
Y'all know the face and know the sound
Oh they believe' em now
Givin big ups to what they see
Them eyes can't deceive em now
I get it though
My own shadow even doubted me
Masses thought it was fallacies
Countless times I dropped to my knees
In need for my ides of march to be relieved
Off the quick release
It's a full moon for some new tunes
Now that I'm in-tuned it's child's play to drop new grooves (drop new grooves)
Who could knock hustle of what I'm out to do
City on my back family on my back y'all already got lots to prove
Minuscule obstacle obsolete
Ain't a soul alive that could check me
Thankful for ones tapped in checkin on me
Real MVP's that's on me let this shit it breath
To legit to quit
I been well equipped
Gifted wit the grit
All in wit the clique
Burned through hell wit a cool mental
Thread lines I return to spin you
Mouth a supreme gun spittin residual
Had to break old me **** was resentful
And that was the issue
Played wit love abused her love
It was all in lust
Ironic how past acts uprooted trust
Knew better but didn't do better
Now I seek better when I had better
4 chambers from strangers dangers of exposin myself
Learned control of myself
After many years of learnin myself
A caged bird freed from the cell as his soul sails
Lord willin' Inshallah
Truth
Fade it out but let that 808 hit for a lil bit
Good morning little dawg
As night turns into day
The hard work that you put in today
Will eventually manifest into success
Never give up love you
Written by: Ky'saun James
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