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19
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Hip-Hop/Rap
19 was released on April 9, 2025 by Code TopHat as a part of the album 19 - Single
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Release DateApril 9, 2025
LabelCode TopHat
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Code TopHat
Code TopHat
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremiah Dickson
Jeremiah Dickson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Code TopHat
Code TopHat
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Dope Jockey don't take no requests
It's straight off the boat
Didn't expect to even live this long
I wrote some suicide notes in the form of these songs
Now they bumping my depression and it kinda feels off
The more cut throat my thoughts are, the more I feel like I'm
Fucked up
Guess I was so focused on my come up
That I forgot live where I done grew up
Oh thats kinda fucked up
Most of all these bitches are some damn sluts
Most of all your closest only stay to see your blood run
Their ain't no love in the pain I know
But there's some love in the pain I own
Their ain't no love in the pain I know
But there's some love in the pain I own
Their ain't no love in the pain I know
But there's some love in the pain I own
There ain't no love in the pain I know
But there's some love in the pain I own
A bitch don't want no sad addict
But a bitch goin have some bad habits
And a man goin wanna stay lavish
But a man goin have to stay trapping
If he goin wanna live faster
Fuck it
There ain't love in land where the hustlers are some pain addicts
Who the fuck I rep
I'm for the motherfuckers
Who spent they check on the dream without checking on they rent
I'm for the motherfuckers, who thought they found love
But in the end they really trynna get some payback for they blood
This shit don't feel right
Fuck that job, I don't wanna live in a nine to five
Fuck whatever they say, cause they don't see it how I see it
Only time I'd ever receive my flowers, is when my face on some t-shirts
I been trynna live, I been trynna live
Every-time I try to prove myself
They wanna pick apart my mind
Pick apart my imperfections, trynna get me to go sell this soul
For a little love
Eating ramen noodles out the cup
Roaches with some stubs
Working overtime, can't even make it
Something don't feel right
I'm barely nineteen, and I can't even see my
Self in a year cause I feel that i just might
Take a deal with my demons just to see light
I just wanna find some understanding
Without masking who I am so they can understand me
If pain is beauty, then I hope that this soul is seen forever, I love to whom can understand it
Didn't expect to even live this long
I wrote some suicide notes in the form of these songs
Now they bumping my depression and it kinda feels off
The more cut throat my thoughts are, the more I feel like I'm
Fucked up
Guess I was so focused on my come up
That I forgot live where I done grew up
Oh thats kinda fucked up
Most of all these bitches are some damn sluts
Most of all your closest only stay to see your blood run
Their ain't no love in the pain I know
But there's some love in the pain I own
(In the pain I own)
Their ain't no love in the pain I know
But there's some love in the pain I own
Their ain't no love in the pain I know
But there's some love in the pain I own
There ain't no love in the pain I know
But there's some love in the pain I own
Written by: Jeremiah Dickson
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