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OFF THE GROUND
Hip-Hop/Rap
OFF THE GROUND was released on September 1, 2025 by Shutup We're Recording Music! as a part of the album PARADISE SYNDROME
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Release DateSeptember 1, 2025
LabelShutup We're Recording Music!
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lex the Radical
Lex the Radical
Performer
Cleo+
Cleo+
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Allen IV
Alex Allen IV
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lex the Radical
Lex the Radical
Producer
Jasper Ballinger
Jasper Ballinger
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, oh yeah.
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, oh yeah.
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, oh yeah.
ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah.
My life is like a box of chocolates,
guilty consciousness,
I\'m patching up these broken promises that I\'ve been harboured with.
She sent me 67 messages,
I responded with \'Ain\'t nobody got the time for this\'.
See, the problem is,
She see the life she always wanted it\'s,
Advertised to her daily, saying \'This is how to live\'.
Reason why she sit and cry saying she ain\'t got no friends.
Reason why she try to justify every dime she spend.
Trips to Puerto Rico on bad credit.
The lusting for more attention just turned to a bad fetish.
A1 pussy with shallow heart is a bad headache.
I\'m tryna cash debits,
I\'m trying to stack lettuce, for real.
And I contemplated killing myself in hopes that I stopped the anguish.
To keep with the Joneses you\'ll leave your partner vanquished.
In other words you\'ll leave \'em hanging,
living way off the ground.
ground, ground, ground, ground.
The ground, ground, ground, ground.
Living way off the ground, ground, ground, ground.
The ground, ground, ground, ground.
Living way off the ground, ground, ground, ground.
The ground, ground, ground, ground.
Living way off the ground, ground, ground, ground.
The ground, ground, don\'t know when I\'m coming down.
My mind is like a traffic jam,
I\'ll step up to the baddest man
If he think he can step to me,
I\'m moving like a refugee.
I earned my stripes to call it like I see it, like a referee.
Seen the way they moving, self-destruction in their destiny.
A child, what a blessing,
we surviving every deputy.
I stood up for the girl I loved and went against the family.
The industry possessed by many devils that\'s collecting fees.
I doubt if I had chosen to conform, they\'d have respect for me.
And I contemplated
ditching my morals to be the top debated.
Pleasing the men in suits who don\'t result to greatness.
I\'d rather shoot my shot like David, yeah
And I contemplated giving up music because the clout was faded.
Keeping my circle small as these conversations.
In other words, my conservation, was living way off the ground.
Ground, ground, ground, ground.
The ground, ground, ground, ground.
Living way off the ground, ground, ground, ground.
The ground, ground, ground, ground.
Living way off the ground, ground, ground, ground.
The ground, ground, ground, ground.
Living way off the ground, ground, ground, ground.
The ground, ground, know one day you\'ll come around.
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, oh yeah.
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, oh yeah.
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, oh yeah.
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah, yeah.
Said I just need time, yeah I just need peace of mind.
Trying to understand this broken heart of mine.
Said I just need time, yeah I just need peace of mind.
I\'m starting to think about the things I\'ll leave behind.
Written by: Alex Allen IV
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