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Lemme Try
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Lemme Try was released on April 16, 2021 by GLTTR RECORDS as a part of the album Ghost Log Cabin
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Release DateApril 16, 2021
LabelGLTTR RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ché
Ché
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ché
Ché
Songwriter
Jared Evan
Jared Evan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jared Evan
Jared Evan
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Mama, I'm ignorant, militant with a mouth full of cinnamon
Synonyms tell a story of how a boy lost his innocence
Opposition stay diligent, self-destruction is imminent
Yeah, I always stay vigilant, closet stuffed up with skeletons
Hold up
Old Ché died out in Chelsea
Pump fake pass my demons with a belt
Please don't stay, all these bottles can't be healthy
Old days cloud my mind, I can't love him, no way
But they say peyote take the pain away
Heaven's sake, pops been poppin' pills since like the cradle days
And grandma ain't got shit to say
Shit to spew
And a lot of blood to ooze
I've been holding daggers in my living room
There's a little kick inside that chronic
Wela sippin on her tonic
Time is ticking if I'm honest
I'm just waiting patiently, I play with these old memories
To reignite a form of me that was destroyed previously, uh
Cheek and tongue, cars like Cheech and Chong's
Broken glass from bongs
Mind is gone out to right his wrongs
Writing them in songs
Yeah I stomp
Man, I miss my mom
What's inside the trunk
Trick sick ****, the quips they all miss
If the glove fits, ****, then poke my pop's shit
He the big room flipper, flip out if I flick my wrist
What's bigger, his head or bruised hip
On my worst behavior
I've been feeling strangled using different angles
Man, that glass cup's lookin like the sea, I'm tangled
Up inside, bad luck moving like Chris Angel
Yeah, moving like Chris Angel
[Verse 2]
Let me try, let me fall, let me fly
I can't hide, I can't hide
Let me try, let me fall, let me fly
I can't hide the past no more
We can't hide the past no more
[Verse 3]
Demons bubble in my stomach
Stumped, I stay actin' so stubborn
Stuck between loving my mother
And the search for six feet under
Pray for change under my covers
Candy canes to cope with cuts, sir
Tell my story to another
ACS on ACS, I need the AC, yes, I sweat
I bled from chest down
A **** damn near drowned
That **** just stood, frowned
And turned his back 'round
I climbed out, spit
My life flashed quick
I think I'm sick
In the cabin seeing ghost faces
Free five years but my fears keep chasing
C hides tears when I see the Free Masons
If I die here, let my story keep playing
[Verse 4]
Let me try, let me fall, let me fly
I can't hide, I can't hide
Let me try, let me fall, let me fly
I can't hide the past no more
We can't hide the past no more
Written by: Ché Johnson, Jared Evan
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