MAKEBELIEVE. - iann tyler., FBD Amari & boredom.: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

iann tyler., FBD Amari & boredom.

MAKEBELIEVE.

Hip-Hop/Rap

MAKEBELIEVE. adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak [sea.] tarafından 16 Şubat 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıONE4ME.

Şarkı Bilgileri

Çıkış Tarihi16 Şubat 2026

Firma[sea.]

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM77

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Cristian Baptiste

Cristian Baptiste

Rap

Bryson Kirby

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Cristian Baptiste

Cristian Baptiste

Songwriter

Chris McQueen

Songwriter

Bryson Kirby

Songwriter

Ira Thomas

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Chris McQueen

Producer

Ira Thomas

Co-Producer

Şarkı sözleri

The doubt would speak to me like Goblin Mask to Willem Dafoe

Got me scared of taking risks, like will I make it, who knows

Shit ain't for the faint of heart, might have you coming to blows

Never harboring regret, this is the life that I chose

Seen some **** turn their back, they coming back like we bros

See some shorties spinning back, but I ain't chasing the hoes

See **** collect a bag and blow a check on some clothes

I put my paper into stocks and watch the money tree grow

You and I, we ain't so different, but struggle taught me to navigate

The hardest worker, most consistent, there just ain't no debate

Living in the eyes of the public make you ignore the hate

They ask me, Iann, how you been doing? Bitch, I been doing great

Cut from a different sediment, made from a cleaner slate

I'm looking at a manor in France, come peep the new estate

Chateau de Tyler, 3 Michelin on them shining plates

Shout out all my **** from every country and every state

She said love me if you dare, but I ain't taking a risk

You either flying with the birds or you sleep with the fish

Icarus, I been the former, 30 bands on my wrist

Pretty penny on my neck, this how it feels to be rich

Used to think my life was shit until I got me a check

All I wanted was to gain the respect, but now I came to collect

I ease the pain with Patek, ain't been the same in a sec

The people notice that I came with finesse

Look,

Difficult to fathom how we so beyond that other shit

Had me doing circles, now it's fuck it, found my tunnel vision

One dimensional not me, run free, that's how we love to get it

Living and dedicated, sit with no hesitation

I had to sell the hate to get the shit we steady facing

I took a stand to all my problems, seen I'm better chasing

A lot of it's really distraction, empty duffel bags

Now I just carry hunger, keep the pain, it's for the passion

No lie that shit was crashing, repeating action

That put me in them gutters again, cannot go back to that

Sitting in my paper stack, pages really ain't gonna last

I'ma need to be content with this before that line goes flat

Hard to think I leave it at that last convo we ever had

Wanted you to be a friend, but people change and they react

Rather let my mind lay back than race laps

I've been laying down my life, love to the few that play it back

Face that, nothing make believe, southern life was raising me

Now it's different cities around the world, we in the major leagues

Far from where I'm going, I got Grammys, need my momma house

Fuck I look like stoppin motion, they ain't say the time is out

Critics sleep, it's crazy, soon they gon' see what they climb about

FBD so fucking apparent, can't even find the doubt

They sleep, it's crazy, but they gon' see what that climb about

East, west, north, or the south, know that we gon' find the route

Written by: Bryson Kirby, Chris McQueen, Cristian Baptiste, Ira Thomas

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