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Genuine
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Genuine was released on October 2, 2025 by TrapSoul/RCA Records as a part of the album Solace & The Vices
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Release DateOctober 2, 2025
LabelTrapSoul/RCA Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Performer
Charlie Heat
Charlie Heat
Synthesizer
Benji Yang
Benji Yang
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Ernest Brown III
Ernest Brown III
Composer
Benji Yang
Benji Yang
Composer
Kevin Deane
Kevin Deane
Composer
James Maynes
James Maynes
Composer
Christopher Williams
Christopher Williams
Composer
Case Woodward
Case Woodward
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Heat
Charlie Heat
Producer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Mixing Engineer
Chris Bhikoo
Chris Bhikoo
Assistant Engineer
Benji Yang
Benji Yang
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Fuck how you **** feel, tweeting on the Twitter still
Fuck you and the prison deal, fuck all of them ****, fuck 'em
I know they far from ready for discussion
I know, I know they watchin', yeah, they oxygen punching
Know they got the speaker to they ear like how is he coming?
Sus, you **** waiting for my drop, it's a must
Staring at your dry erase, you **** gotta adjust
I push the weight, you gotta wait until your spotter pull up
I set the bar like it's nothing, I'm spitting bars for fun
My **** chop just rolled something, it's a opp in a blunt
We can't be stopped, I'm finna pop, pop, pop, pop
[Chorus]
Big shit popping, they talking shit, I got my hit list
Jotting they names down, don't play around, I go ballistic
Watch 'em, just a young rich **** spoiling his kids rotten
I know turmoil is what they wishing
Will we ever settle differences, differences?
Will it ever be genuine, genuine again?
[Verse 2]
I remember when, reminiscing over Ginuwine, what a time
Then I think I heard 'em say, "Son of mine"
What am I? Legend in the making in due fucking time
****, I'm a real one, so I know you got no blood of mine
Still, I see him as a brother, feel naive as a motherfucker
My fee'll take reduction, bro, no tweezing, just buzz cutters
It's free, ****, why the industry full of fun suckers and leeches?
I'm done fucking with you unc ****, you geezers, and punk ****
Speaking of Unk, I walk it out on you fuck ****, two step on you shmuck ****
Beating down your block 'cause enough is enough, ****
Now beg me to stop, I'm finna pop, pop
[Chorus]
Big shit popping, they talking shit, I got my hit list
Jotting they names down, don't play around, I go ballistic
Watch 'em, just a young rich **** spoiling his kids rotten
I know turmoil is what they wishing
Will we ever settle differences, differences?
Will it ever be genuine, genuine again?
Written by: Benji Yang, Bryson Tiller, Case Woodward, Christopher Williams, Ernest Brown III, James Maynes, Kevin Deane
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