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Pages
Hip-Hop/Rap
Pages was released on January 17, 2026 by Reuben Stratum as a part of the album Son of a Preacher Man
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Release DateJanuary 17, 2026
LabelReuben Stratum
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reuben Stratum
Reuben Stratum
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reuben Gillion
Reuben Gillion
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BLACKMON DA DON
BLACKMON DA DON
Producer

Lyrics

Look,
I aint tryna kill ya,
Just tryna feel ya
See what type of little fillers
Make up ya pillars
Grew up with kings, queens
Strippers and drug dealers
And everything in-between
Just seems so familiar
See There’s all types of fiends
In everything
Gotta know how to serve it
Flipping packs
To flippin dreams
To flippin purpose
I always believed
It’s not the thing
It’s how you word it
Find your clientele
And find it fast
Cuz everyone don’t deserve it
—My Brother told me sell it
Don’t ever tell it
Wasn’t til’ last year
I see what he meant
I mean I really felt it
Every piece of news was a bullet
God said No more pellets
No more training wheels
Poke some holes in you
Make you more compelling
—Stop always trying to be the hero
Sometimes gotta be the villain
I mean lil ol me?
I was the runt of the litter
Not the smallest but the youngest
The last to be considered
But sometimes
Gotta step up to some ****
Just to see them ****
& to be them ****
I'm watching my idols, Retire
And spiral and shit
Become rivals
I’m fighting
To be more legit
Folks from music world
That I love
And grew up with
Saying crazy things
Like they heart ain’t in it
And they wanna quit
But if it ain’t for the money
Then what we doing this for? (huh?)
If it ain’t for the girls,
Then what we doing this for? (huh?)
If it aint for the glory,
Then what we doing this for? (huh?)
Hate to say I told you so
But I seen these pages unfold before
Look I ain’t tryna kill ya
Just tryna feel ya
Souls from both Olympus and the underworld
Seem so familiar
Folks from my hometown
Tryna tell me how to make a million
But none of them have a million
From Making music
What are we really feeling?
I don’t need any advice
Everything alright
To get electrified
I had to go outside & fly my own kite
And now frankly
The Benjamin’s they comin in alright
And this project a reminder to myself
To keep it airtight
I'm watching my idols, Retire
And spiral and shit
Become rivals
I’m fighting
To be more legit
Folks from music world
That I love
And grew up with
Saying crazy things
Like they heart ain’t in it
And they wanna quit
But if it ain’t for the money
Then what we doing this for? (huh?)
If it ain’t for the girls,
Then what we doing this for? (huh?)
If it aint for the glory,
Then what we doing this for? (huh?)
Hate to say I told you so
But I seen these pages unfold before
Written by: Reuben Gillion
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