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Instagram
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Instagram was released on August 12, 2024 by 1944595 Records DK as a part of the album Instagram - Single
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Release DateAugust 12, 2024
Label1944595 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Dewayne Brown
Kenneth Dewayne Brown
Songwriter

Lyrics

Where do I begin? I lost so many friends
I thought I had some bitches, I see they all pretend
My life has been intense, a life with no regrets
Ray-Bans can't block the rays, raising the bar for pay
Uh raising in the sun, my son got a razor blade
Naya made amazing grades
And all I can say is, daddy proud of you, can't be there for you
I made mistakes, but now I'm in the grave, but I'm living
I'm truly walking dead, a lot of long nights with no sleep
A dream of the softest bed
I often said I would be different from invisible, man
Staring in the mirror, I see a picture of distant man
In the can, pitching a bitch, pitching a different gram
Real definition of Instagram, my system down
Systematically, it's a tragedy
We are casualties of war, that we didn't know begun
I'm only mad at me, a sword, let it fall from the sun
Hand on my shoulders, weigh a ton
But I swing at your throat, not at your arm
Bringing harm, if you pray on my fall
Ring the alarm, I perform
Put my hand to the sky, control the sun
Where do I begin
I lost so many friends
I thought I had some bitches
I see they all pretend
My life has been intense
A life with no regrets
Yeah, I live a life with no regrets
Where do I begin
I lost so many friends
I thought I had some bitches
I see they all pretend
My life has been intense
A life with no regrets
Yeah, I live a life with no regrets
Came to the door with a roll of quarters
Told us there was no more for
Poor mommy and poor boy
Four years old, I remember
Angry, I threw a finger
The middle one, I remember
Grew up without a symbol
A father figure for Christmas
Assistance was always needed
Relied on another sister
Funding had been depleted
My family was a victim
Impact was worse than Katrina
It hit the hardest for ****
Elders couldn't conceive
How crack, strategically killed them
It reeled em in, so appealing
Hustlers know the feeling
Customers wasn't accustomed to cutting it
What a feeling
Filet mignon on the skillet
There's something else on the platter
What you taste is disaster
What you ate is the rapture the capture
How did they snatch us
Attach our bodies to shackles
Trapped us in they society
Did away with the answers
Trouble came in variety
Experimented with cancer
Gave us tuberculosis
No cure, they gave us a pastor
Father, father, what am I
Am I more than a bastard
Did you know you three-fifths of a man
If you a black one
Did you know that the color of skin can get you tackled
Why you ain't leave a blueprint for me to follow
Coward
Where do I begin
I lost so many friends
I thought I had some bitches
See they all pretend
My life has been intense
A life with no regrets
Yeah
I live a life with no regrets
Yeah
I live a life with no regrets
Yeah
Written by: Kenneth Dewayne Brown
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