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intl
Hip-Hop/Rap
intl adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Next Life Entertainment tarafından 25 Kasım 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıThe Reticle and the Chrysalis
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Çıkış Tarihi25 Kasım 2025
FirmaNext Life Entertainment
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM75

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KYLER TRAN
KYLER TRAN
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
KYLER TRAN
KYLER TRAN
Lyrics
CAINE
CAINE
Lyrics
Kasey Sepo-Owaleon
Kasey Sepo-Owaleon
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Free
Free
Producer

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Got the shot to go somewhere. I’ma get this money, on God, I don’t care. The road is Hell, for souls beware. I don’t dream at all since I got all these nightmares, from the bottom. I’ll handle all my problems with the dollars. If that ain’t enough to go and solve ‘em, I’ll leave ‘em be until they are forgotten. I’m puffing in the garden watching leaves fall from trees because it’s autumn, and the feeling’s so bliss. Every time I roll a joint I swear I don’t miss. Flick the Bic and take the hit. I’ma smoke a spliff to this Next Life shit, this the hype type shit, I’ma get high bitch. Fuck you mean you don’t wanna get like this? Sure as fuck this the best it gets, and we ain’t even done, we ain’t finished it yet, no.
 
I’ll probably do this shit ‘til I’m ninety, talking ‘bout the same ol’ shit, yeah I do it blindly like an old man in these streets, don’t fuck with me. You know I don’t take kindly to these enemies who be eyeing and dying looking to see if I can turn myself to who I’m meant to be, somewhat like a prodigy, finding my way and what it means to be free. It led me here to the scene where I pull up to fuck to this beat up made by F.R.E.E., turnt up ‘cause I know the whole crew gotta eat, even though we just ate at a Brazilian buffet. I’d like to continue doing this for the rest of my days. To live like a king instead of a slave, barely getting by, gotta survive through biweekly payments ‘til the day I die. I guess that’s why I’m always getting high, I guess that’s why SACHI sell the supply, that’s why CAINE goes to make the two hour drive to Albuquerque. It’s about the journey, but not to worry ‘cause in the end I guess we’ll see who’s worthy, murk these muhfuckas that be lurking.
The road is Hell, for souls beware. I don’t dream at all since I got all these nightmares, from the bottom. I’ll handle all my problems with the dollars. If that ain’t enough to go and solve ‘em, I’ll leave ‘em be until they are forgotten. I’m puffing in the garden watching leaves fall from trees because it’s autumn.
None of your favorite rappers symbols. Bending every word back, like ‘do the limbo’. Okay, I’ma be real, this was just to fix my next meal. I think everyone in my way pussy, especially in this day. Y’all can’t separate the real deals living comfortably.
Pipe. Motion always been a part of my game. Separate your own real from the fake. Fuck being late. All my life, I’ve never been a saint. Serving zaza before the coco I can tell what you ain’t. What you finna do? I’m stepping in the paint, hold up now. Let’s wait. Fuck what you see on TV, government muhfuckas dick cheese. Put me in your muhfuckin’ bullshit category.
How y’all now feel about this territory? Can’t trust twelve neither, all the ones I know, all bullshit on the low. Pussies out there stepping all the same, can’t be trusted, stay the fuck away. Play your part, know your lane. Your only boy.
The road is Hell, for souls beware. I don’t dream at all since I got all these nightmares, from the bottom. I’ll handle all my problems with the dollars. If that ain’t enough to go and solve ‘em, I’ll leave ‘em be until they are forgotten. I’m puffing in the garden watching leaves fall from trees because it’s autumn.
They say patience is a virtue, sometimes patience gonna hurt you, not knowing what you waiting for until it’s past your curfew. Need to put time in a bottle, 1942, the way I’m living, living life, doing what I’m born to do. I got big dreams, get the money, get the cream. Heart froze below degrees. When you’re starving, gotta eat and that chip on your shoulder feed a hungry man for weeks. A little food for thought, just in case you didn’t eat. I used to have big dreams, maybe going to college, but I started chasing profits, even bigger deposits. 20 inch chrome on the whip looking like polish. Blinded by the bullshit, you just drown in your sorrows. Gotta stay up on your toes ‘cause anything can just change. If they switch up like the weather, be prepared for the rain. Contemplating ‘bout my life
I could never complain. I could fail, still be a rich man either way. CAINE.
Written by: CAINE, KYLER TRAN, Kasey Sepo-Owaleon
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