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THE INTRO
26
Hip-Hop/Rap
THE INTRO was released on March 20, 2026 by Dope Records as a part of the album LONG STORY SHORT
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Release DateMarch 20, 2026
LabelDope Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toure
Toure
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Toure
Toure
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Intro]
Falls on me
It falls on me again, again, again (Ooh)
It falls on me (It falls on me)
Falls on me again, again (It falls on me), again
(Ayo, Nas-T, spin the block)
[Verse 1]
**** be wonderin' why everybody can't go
Same reason why it's two seats inside the Lambo'
Money have you tryna save ****, but you can't, though
When them indictments come, one **** crack, the whole camp go
Chillin', my feet was on the land, now my feet be in the sand
For the **** that don't get it, I make it easy to understand
Bro made millions off a Dell like he do music, but he scam
Really in it, lil' bro'll start spinnin' like he dance
I told lil' bro, "Stand over top 'til he stop twitchin' like he banned"
Disrespect the guys, they gon' kick him when his twitchin' stop
I thought we all supposed to try and get rich, bro, when the mission stop?
I used to play them corners, early mornings, sold-out ten o'clock
Small circle, we used to piece our paper up to get a Glock
We used to buy a cook to skip the water like we pitchin' rocks, I remember
How could I forget? I did a lot of wrong, but ****, I repent
When it was time to go, my ****, I done went
I'm honest, I got us, I'll try to find us a way out of here
Swim with piranhas, he played it snake, he get a copperhead
We in hell like a deep breath, bitch, it get hot in here
Hustle for designer, wanted Pradas, then I got a pair
It never stopped, Hov, we is sellin' rock
Ho, I let my uncle owe me, just don't tell my pops
The streets, I'll mop the whole beach before I sell my Glock
"Go against the mob, you gon' die" what I tell my opps
Streets too cold, I keep a heater, can't freeze
Streets like quicksand, you too deep, you can't leave
No, you can't leave
Right now, I'm hotboxin' the 'Rari, so I can't breathe
But I'm the neighborhood hero, I'm what the gang need
Shit, I'm so locked in with my dogs, we the same breed
We just be on the same time like we the same speed
Walked down on him, gang time, this ain't the same lead
Shit changed when they decided to slang weed
And I jumped in the coke game
I was on the corner, tryna get a coat from cocaine
Just was duckin' tourists, now the foreign take up both lanes
And I want this shit forever, pray it don't change, don't change
Written by: Toure
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