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808s
519
Hip-Hop/Rap
808s was released on February 4, 2024 by ContentView GmbH as a part of the album 808s - Single
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Release DateFebruary 4, 2024
LabelContentView GmbH
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Samuelz
Jay Samuelz
Songwriter
Khaled El Hawi
Khaled El Hawi
Composer
Jeffrey Boadi
Jeffrey Boadi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bounce Brothas
Bounce Brothas
Producer

Lyrics

(G Brotherz)
Bitch, please, you ain't got no issues
Wipe away depression with the tissues
Make sure they're not guessin' what you've been through
If it's all bark, no bite, that's a bitch move
If you want art, know life won't be blissful
I'm just tryna even the ties
And while they out here tryna seem like I believe I can fly
But feelin' like I'm (yeah)
Blue, da ba dee da ba di
You're feedin' 'em lies
Feelin' obliged to spill it all now, baby
Fame is the only thing they talk about, baby
DJ Unk, feel like walkin' out lately
Optin' out's crazy, but you've got your doubts, maybe just
Don't be makin' plans if you're panicked
Of fallin' off the top like it's dandruff, the fans
Should be marveled up at it like Carol Danvers, the answer is
Hide that, you're anxious and smile for the cameras
Every night you lay awake
Losin' yourself to it all, watch it fade away
You could never tell somebody face to face
You could never tell somebody
Thought about the razor blade
Prolly never do it yourself, you just lost in the day to day
You could never tell somebody face to face
You could never tell somebody (tell nobody)
Didn't wanna play this game
'Cause I was afraid I'd lose myself
Make sure that the pain you face
Goes well with these 808s, and
I can feel it fadin', keep holdin' on
But I shoulda made it by now
Make sure that the pain you face
Goes well with these 808s
They be trippin' when the Kidz Bop, but I Slipknot
Then, nobody want you're shit dropped, grab a Ziploc
Oh, you're rappin' bout the wristwatch? Gucci flip-flops?
'Til lyrical fists knock out, you're hit box, bitch
This is live or die, killer Gemini
Will be in it twice
Still decide if I'll write a flick or switch and grip the mic
It's a vibe, it's a-, it's a vibe right now (yeah)
Competition wish he won't survive right now
'Cause this life
It's like you skatin' on thin ice
Quick hypes, then it break in
Got no money and you driven like hitchhikes
End up as a dummy and imprisoned like 6ix9ine
Bitch, I quit, I don't wanna flick my wrist
I just wanna cash my check, then hit my bliss
Hol' up, let me get my fix
Hol' up, let me get my fix
Every night you lay awake
Losin' yourself to it all, watch it fade away
You could never tell somebody face to face
You could never tell somebody
Thought about the razor blade
Prolly never do it yourself, you just lost in the day to day
You could never tell somebody face to face
You could never tell somebody (tell nobody)
Didn't wanna play this game
'Cause I was afraid I'd lose myself
Make sure that the pain you face
Goes well with these 808s, and
I can feel it fadin', keep holdin' on
But I shoulda made it by now
Make sure that the pain you face
Goes well with these 808s
Written by: Jay Samuelz, Jeffrey Boadi, Khaled El Hawi
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