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A Fifth
Hip-Hop/Rap
A Fifth was released on January 30, 2025 by Blumouth LLC as a part of the album A Fifth - Single
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Release DateJanuary 30, 2025
LabelBlumouth LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brian Manning Jr.
Brian Manning Jr.
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Keith Manning
Brian Keith Manning
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Manning Jr.
Brian Manning Jr.
Producer

Lyrics

Today I'm sippin on fifth of that Bombay sapphire
Cuz lately life done been hella haywire
I'm saying RIP, way more than I ever did
Reminiscing bout days with my **** when we smokin mid
Rip to my cuzo Chunky, remember all the crack sessions
You had a lot shit going on with you personally and still you was smiling
I remember the family reunion we had in Lansing, when you went to chill with auntie Tonya
And this girl was digging on me in the hallway, so brought her in the room n use one of yo rubbers
N All the time we was chilling at Kipling, RIP my favorite uncle Kevin
He was one person who made me who I am today, I remember when he caught me drinking
Didn't even get mad at me, he told me that you gotta be able to support your habits
That man had heart of gold, and a hustler, he could make shit happen like magic
RIP my favorite auntie Stacey, all this death around me driving me crazy
I was talking to you the day before you left this earth and me and James was trying help, holy moly
I remember asking her can I live with her, cuz I thought my mom was mean
She was also One of the first auntie that actually heard me sing
She the main reason why I be saying everything purple
All this damn hurt in my chest, I feel this empty void, a wormhole
I ain't been able to think straight, cuz a **** been in so much pain
RIP to my big cuzo Geech, he was one of the realest **** alive mane
I remember days when we was struggling with Stoney, we was really thuggin
Young and wild **** mane I really miss my fuccin cousins
I can't say this type of shit at funerals so I be saying this shit while I'm dolo
I'm readying up my 7th dab, cuz I like to keep my eyes so low
Right now I'm a roller coaster of emotions only thinking about my past
RIP my big cuzos Ricky, Dana & Allen, imma hold it down like y'all asked
I ain't been sleeping as much so I stay up for a few days
I'll put in 60 hrs of work, no sleeping, smoking, but in a daze
I keep writing because I can't talk to anyone about I how truly feel
All I be thinking about is how imma continue to be starving if I don't seal the deal
My doctor wants me to eat more but I can barely afford to eat
I can't even keep my bills paid but **** wanna always get a free beat
I can't say I'm losing my mind, I done already lost it all
I'm running on pure adrenaline lately, wondering when I'm gonna fall
Depression really kicking my ass lately I ain't been having good nights
I'm losing my patience with everything and everyone, cuz nothing is ever going right
I can't even get a loan out, I can't even get help from family
I swear when I make it out, it's gonna be fucc everybody
None of you **** ever looked out for me like how I did for you
Now I'm stressing like a muthafuccah, spitting real til my face turn blue
I can tell a **** I need help, n you **** would just laugh at me
All the shit I've done for folks and now I can't get that same energy is blasphemy
I'm crying on a daily
Ain't nobody gon save me
Now I grow as cold as the artic be
Working while I'm hungry
**** thinking I'm choosing to starve, and choosing to be broke
**** think everything I say is funny, **** this is not a joke
A **** fucced up but **** don't give a fucc
**** what the fucc
I'm in a rut, **** I'm fuccin stucc, I'm one of the worst when it comes luck
Black Sheep, and soon I won't have to stress so much and sleep
My own momma n daddy don't like what I say in my raps, probably because I'm too deep
All I do is think, and maybe that's why my mind seems like it's fizzling
I just want to do right but life really got me manic as my soul keeps blackening
I ignore phone calls on a daily, just leave me all by my lonesome
I feel depression and all these pains daily, that a **** soul feel numb,
Written by: Brian Keith Manning
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