Backburner - Jehry Robinson: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

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Backburner was released on August 21, 2020 by Strange Music, Inc as a part of the album 20/Twenty

Song Details

Release DateAugust 21, 2020

LabelStrange Music, Inc

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM130

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Jehry Robinson

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Gerald C Robinson

Gerald C Robinson

Songwriter

José Aníbal Vásquez

José Aníbal Vásquez

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

CityOfficial

Producer

Lyrics

Falling, falling

It's falling into place

They try to put me on a back burner (Yeah)

Back in school I was a bad learner (Yeah)

Till they put me in the lab, murdered everything they had

Man, I'm way too assertive with all the wording on this pad

They could never deter me, just had me swerving off the path

Never occurred to nobody I was in a bad wave

Staring at a gun with a blunt in the ashtray

Put it to my head, swear to god, this my last day

Can't pray, I feel like god is mad

I just saw my aunt, hadda tell me that my cousin nodding out again

How many times we gon' do this, man? It's outta hand

I got a better plan, no one tryna listen

Take depression and divide it by persistence

Took my vision and I made a fucking business

This is only the beginning, I been built to go the distance

So insistent on providing my assistance

Bitch, I'm different than these motherfuckers

'Bout to hit em with some uppercuts

Never giving love I'm just tryna give it back though

Backstage, on a bus feeling mad low

Way late I can't even pay the landlord

Whole life ain't shit, I been mad poor

Lately I been around the world every airport

Fuck a sad story, I'ma skip the bad parts

2020 in the vision we gon' blast off

Who am I? I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle, get scared but I never run

Fuck a suicide, you gon' have to kill me when I'm done

And even if jesus comes down to save us you'll understand what we've won

Go, go, go, go

Who am I? I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle, get scared but I never run

Fuck a suicide

I'm falling, yeah

I'm falling into place

The older I grow they get more on my dick

Holding that shit like I'm taking a piss

It's moments like this that make us who we is

Tryna make a better life for our kids

Forgive me for flashing this thing on my wrist

But it feel so good when you came up with shit

My mother and father thought I was a dick

'Cause I had no car or no place I could live

But now I've been chillin' just reppin' my team

My efforts allowed me a second to breathe

You don't know my story, you don't know my life

You don't know what it's like to go to the bank

And not have a dollar for all of these hours

So now that I got 'em I'm calling them out

And I'm letting them know that we here

Excuse me, sir, you're in the my chair

I'm head of the table, butter my bagel

Cinnamon raisin and I drink hazelnut coffee

Don't fuck up my order or you're fired (Fired, fired, fired)

Riding around, they know me in the hood

'Cause I know I done everything I could

That's why my whole team we all eating good

I am the focus of what we all could

Become if we unite together as one

Don't think that my work will ever be done

Someone will have to come sever my tongue

'Cause every morning I'm up with the sun

Been sharpening blades up and loading my guns

Waiting for someone to say something dumb

Who am I? I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle, get scared but I never run

Fuck a suicide, you gon' have to kill me when I'm done

And even if jesus comes down to save us you'll understand what we've won

Go, go, go, go

Who am I? I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle, get scared but I never run

Fuck a suicide

I'm falling, yeah

I'm falling into place

Wait hold up, stop the show

I'm not high, but I'm not so low

I'm not defined by the things I know

They're just too close, man, I can't let go

Drift away with me now

Sit back with a eighth of some loud

Wish I could be who I say to the crowd

I'm a superhero now, need a cape and a crown

I'm a ape, made a sound in the middle in New York

Took it round nation got a little bit love, no filter

Yeah, I'm Brita with the plug

Too busy judging to consider what it was

Steady hating like they did it out of love

Trav came and pulled a motherfucker out the mud

Had a little a bit of fight left, a little bit of buzz

Just a little bit of life left, whole lotta blood

Now I'm 'bout to make a millie off t-shirts

Was up late doing my research

Had to swan dive in this bitch feet first

No high fives, running till my feet hurt

I tell you one thing, we ain't getting weaker

Whole team taken care of off of features

I ain't have break the bank just so I could eat, bro

A little bit of weed and my momma living decent

Who am I? I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle, get scared but I never run

Fuck a suicide, you gon' have to kill me when I'm done

And even if jesus comes down to save us you'll understand what we've won

Go, go, go, go

Who am I? I live with my head under a gun

Keep my head down and try to hustle, get scared but I never run

Fuck a suicide

I'm falling, yeah

I'm falling into place

Written by: Gerald C Robinson, José Aníbal Vásquez

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