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Long Distance
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Long Distance was released on August 27, 2025 by On Ass Records as a part of the album Long Distance - Single
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Release DateAugust 27, 2025
LabelOn Ass Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yiz
Yiz
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Jaivon Futrell
Jacob Jaivon Futrell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hyde Esco
Hyde Esco
Producer

Lyrics

Amarion voicemail
Somebody call my mama and tell her that her son outside
Somebody call my father let him know that his son ain't scared to die
Yeah this shit real for me I don't get no fuck if it's hard to hear cause bitch
It's sealed with me
I always press your line you never hit mine so please don't deal with me
You told me you was busy I ain't dizzy who gon' spend for me
Heard you in the city you ain't hit me damn come chill with me
Catch a vibe tell me anything you wanna tell me
We can laugh and cry sell me anything until they fail me
Cold mastermind one thing I know always trust your belly
I'm not satisfied a demon follow me into this telly
I'ma blow her mind fuck her till I feel that I can't trust her
She too hip for me a gentleman at heart so bae you always heaven-sent to me
Tryna use my pain for your gain that ain't real to me
They put my lil' brother in that oven he not here with me
So why the fuck would I care
The way she on me yeah I know she would've fuck me right there
No we ain't homies so don't bro me I'll send you upstairs
Yeah it get lonely come and hold m Why the fuck am I scared
Somebody call my mama and tell her that her son outside
Somebody call my father let him know that his son ain't scared to die
I don't know
This too real yeah
I feel cold
It still haunts me
It's just too real for me
It's all too real for me
Uhhh Too real for me
And it's still real for me
So think I want attention wake up wishing you could hear for me
Don't tell me that I'm gifted on a mission that don't give to me
Hate your intuition you ain't different y'all be killing me
You run to superstition when non-fiction all too real to see
Third eye blink and you gon' miss the chance to see what I'm bout to say
Listen pay attention cut the distractions time to concentrate
I feel I'm going backwards on my habits hard to isolate
Lil' mama know I'm packing now she bragging when she conversate
I'm crying yeah no matter where I'm at it ain't no time and place
I'm dying it's a pattern in my family hold a lot of weight
I'm lying if I tell you that I'm happy I'ma try today
By the way
So why the fuck would I care
It's hard to sleep and I can't eat I thought you always be here
How do we speak where do we meet
I'm playing musical chairs
Save me a seat till I'm complete you ain't gotta be scared
Somebody call my mama and tell her that her son outside
Somebody call my father and tell him know that his son ain't scared to die
It's too real for me
Don't how much time passed I'm still sad you can't heal for me
It's too real for me
Written by: Jacob Jaivon Futrell
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