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R.I.P
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R.I.P was released on August 8, 2026 by TimGetTheMoney as a part of the album This Is Me
August 8, 2026
LabelTimGetTheMoney
LanguageEnglish
BPM149
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Will I get to rest in peace?
Will I ever see the day when this shit gon release?
I’ve been trying all the time
but settle in like grease
will I get to rest in peace
will I get to rest in peace
I’ve been fucked up for a while
I need help, know I can’t breathe
feel no motion in my feet
it feels like quicksand under me
will I ever get some
will I ever find some
Will I ever feel some
uh
peace of mind, know a **** never gon get it
but always just tryna find it
but sometimes it seem to hide or a part of me that just died
but I’m moving on life with stride
and I’m fucked up inside my head
and a disappointment, it’s true
they told me to keep together
I never had enough strength
I never had enough glue
I never have enough clues
I never have had a mentor to help me find my own truth
and truthfully I don’t know how to handle my own mental
I’ve been feeling so damn mental
picking life off just like petals
I swear I’ve been pushing to the metal
I’m bleeding outside
ready to die, ready to go
I’m leaving my mind, leaving my soul, leaving to god
confessing my sins in fishbowl
they seeing my mind, they seeing my path
seeing my crimes, seeing my lies
they seeing my time, said that it’s off
why you declined
I’ve been stuck inside my mind
I haven’t been crying, haven’t been good
I haven’t been lying
I’m misunderstood, I'm not in aligned
but I feel so confined
I’m stuck on this line
saying I’m fine but not really good
I’m seeing the signs inside my life
I’m popping the hood
a question here for me
gotta do just what I need
Will I ever get some peace, will I ever some
Will I get to rest in peace?
Will I ever see the day when this shit gon release?
I’ve been trying all the time
but settle in like grease
will I get to rest in peace
will I get to rest in peace
I’ve been fucked up for a while
I need help, know I can’t breathe
feel no motion in my feet
it feels like quicksand under me
will I ever get some
will I ever find some
Will I ever feel some
uh
piece of the pie or piece of my life
sliced in half, give another **** I know all my rights
control the angle, steer me to heights they’ll think I’ll be
but I’m still at a level, I’m confused. Idk who is me
tell me what’s right, and not your right
what's better for me
I’m putting up fights
and what is worse, I'm not betting on me
betting on life
betting I'll leave
I wanna receive
all the proceeds
I wasting on **** to give back to me
I’ve been pushing p
Spreading the peace, but hatred aside
It's seething through me
I cannot lie, I cannot cry
It's foreign to me
Boring to me
I stare outside while it's four in the morning
Man, I'm still mourning my people and what I went through
and talking bout it ain't simple, I hate that I'm acting civil
I wanna break down
get through my mental
forcing myself to see what is wrong
the deeper I go, the more that I trot
Written by: Timothy Shawn Zeigler
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