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Hurt (Acappella)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Hurt (Acappella) was released on October 3, 2025 by NFA/JustZeke as a part of the album Hurt - Single
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Release DateOctober 3, 2025
LabelNFA/JustZeke
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
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Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaiah George
Isaiah George
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah George
Isaiah George
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Ticcino
Matthew Ticcino
Engineer

Lyrics

Remember times I couldn't afford it, now it's first class when I'm boarding
Pushing pen to pad early in the mornin' I was thinkin' bout quittin' but it's like
I got fans who supportin' They in my DMs like, why you stop recordin
I was goin' through some shit I couldn't write so I ain't force it
**** mentionin' my name, they spreadin' lies like what's your sources
Label offered me 50, responded back, I need a fortune
I can't walk without my 40 in my city, I'm too important
But I knew that I'd be back, one thing I ask, give me a minute
Know her boyfriend, he a rat but he got paper, so she with him
I seen blood on the pavement, I'm puttin' drugs up in my system
I got stabbed up in my back, I'm cryin, tears up on these denims
And it hurt my soul, and people like, do you wanna talk about it
I just be dismissive, I got trauma losin' loved ones
Trauma from these bitches hurt my soul
When granny died, I'm havin' trauma from them visits
And it hurt my soul, when I seen a **** I called brother turn fake
And it hurt my soul, when you said you wouldn't but you lied to my face
You was my doggy, how the fuck you break the bond up
Give it time, I just think we needed space
This bitch, she crazy, how the fuck you give my spot up
You just told me we was only on a break
The ones I swore who wouldn't change, the ones that hurt me the most
Even if we got years and time in that don't mean that we close
I'm out the Yams, we on the water, she never been on a boat
Was havin' issues with my money, she in my ear about a post
I'm just expressin' how I feel
When brodie called me cryin' on the phone, it gave me chills
I think I'm numb to the pain, it's hard to feel
I been scarred so many times, it's hard to heal
I did them favors, but they don't appreciate a helping hand
Like why you pull that lil' stunt, I'll never understand
Three-hour flight, I'm gettin' anxious, think we bout to land
Lookin' down, viewing Ocean Drive and I can see the sand
That wasn't in the plan
How the fuck you break the code? You supposed to be my mans
And I don't understand
All these bitches care about is pics to post on Instagram
And it hurt my soul
I'm just expressin' how I feel
And it hurt my soul
When you said you wouldn't but you lied to my face
And it hurt my soul
And it hurt my soul
Written by: Isaiah George
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