album cover
Insane
1
Hip-Hop/Rap
Insane was released on April 29, 2025 by 7473085 Records DK as a part of the album Insane - Single
album cover
Release DateApril 29, 2025
Label7473085 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tk Frm 7
Tk Frm 7
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Okeo
Okeo
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, showin' too much love like it's gon' change ya
Stuck in my head, I get to thinkin' I'm in danger
Go through some shit, I'm reminiscing, so I won't blame ya
Before I leave this earth, I'm goin' out with a banger
Everybody gon' know my name
I've been chillin' in the streets, you know I'm with my gang
I know my guys gon' keep it solid, they know I won't change
I get da pressin and shoot the Glock, you know I'm out my range
We get to spinnin **** block, we tryna bust your brain
That **** goofy as a bitch, man, why we let him hang
I got no choice, to, up that fye you get hit with that flame
Rmb days I had to eat I had to find some change
I had to look up to the OGs, cause they had a name
I never listened to what they said, but they was spittin' game
I wish somebody pick me up, get me from out this rain
Stuck in my head, it's like the loop, man, I'm goin' insane
Man, I'm goin' insane
Man, I'm goin' insane
Man, I'm goin' insane
Yeah
Back to the block where they be servin, man, I'm bout to smooke this za
I'm out my mind you you throw that oop, I fuck around and dunk like ja
And I ain't talkin' bout no ball, talkin' bout hop out that car
**** knowin' what we on, pussy boy won't make it far
Yeah, I ride for my brothers, we look out for each other
Same blood, different pops, yeah, different mother
Young **** from the streets youngins out dat gutter
Yeah, we the ones who put you up, slice you up with that cutter
You kill walls, son
You have a destiny to fulfill
There's an assignment for you to accomplish
You can't be your best if you upset, offended
Yeah
Hop on the beat and I be draggin, **** knowin' what I'm on
Pistol-packin, toten ratchet, **** know I tote a chrome
**** runnin, **** fleein, boy, your ass won't make it home
Stop the car, cut off the lights, lil' bro, he aimin' for your dome
Go on a drill bro, leave the phone, oh, now I'm geeked I'm in my zone
Roll up a blunt, hit like a bone sum how I still can't face my wrong
Don't play with people, I'm too grown
Shout out my hitters, yeah, we known
Mm, shout out my hitters, yeah, we known
Shout out my hitters, yeah, we known
Written by: Tk Frm 7
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...