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Troubled
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Troubled was released on March 19, 2025 by The River Studios as a part of the album Out the Mud, Vol. 4 - Single
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Release DateMarch 19, 2025
LabelThe River Studios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The River
The River
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Newton
Alexander Newton
Songwriter
Scot Stewart
Scot Stewart
Songwriter
Alexis Coose
Alexis Coose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Newton
Alexander Newton
Co-Producer
Scot Stewart
Scot Stewart
Engineer

Lyrics

I ain't troubled, I am a lover
Do what you wanna, on the come up
They tryna butter me up, baby this ain't luck
Turn to gold when I touch, turn to gold when I touch
I ain't troubled, I am a lover
Do what you wanna, on the come up
They tryna butter me up, it's supposed to be fun
And you're all caught up, all caught up
She got a matching bra and panties
I might take her to Miami
I might let her meet the parents
Girl, your beauty is worth sharing
All the faces I've been wearing
They can never compare
Baby, it isn't fair
But I ain't troubled, I am a lover
Do what you wanna, on the come up
They tryna butter me up, it's supposed to be fun
And you're all caught up, all caught up
So don't be shy
Last night when I looked in your eyes
Thought I might compromise
Trapped in a life that ain't even mine
And baby, this ain't fair
So don't be shy
Last night when I looked in your eyes
Thought I might compromise
Trapped in a life that ain't even mine
And baby, this ain't fair
This ain't love, this ain't love
Baby, this ain't love
This ain't love, this ain't love
Nope
The rivers keep on running
Even if I wake up and discover
A new reason I'm ashamed
Buried thoughts, undercover
Someone else to blame
My faults and my shortcomings
Treat me like a bunny
Paint me like a monster
If I'm so damn harmless
Why the fuck can't you talk, bruh
Poetic dissertations
In the form of a text block
It ain't a conversation
When you blabbin' out your neck, love
Is it any better? Never call, never text
Left me on read
You ain't deep, you's a bitch
Man, I really loved you
Ripped my heart out my chest
Had to let it go
Should've let you walk faster
Didn't have it in me
Cause I thought you were the master
Why can't we learn to discuss our feelings?
Wanted some connection
And you made me feel foreign
Body like a virus
I'll survive to see the world
And you acting like you special, now
Baby, you're spoiled
I ain't troubled, I am a lover
Do what you wanna, on the come up
They tryna butter me up, baby this ain't luck
Turn to gold when I touch, turn to gold when I touch
Written by: Alexander Newton, Alexis Coose, Scot Stewart
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