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Troubles
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Troubles adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Munee tarafından 27 Ağustos 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıTroubles
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27 Ağustos 2026
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Valence
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Golden
Troubles of my dreams holding me to hit stardom
Efforts i put in, double up and give bad luck
I was born to give so my melanin outburst
My top shelf reveal yet my helpers still starstruck
Renegades
Traitor
That's what on their faces
I follow heart so they hate my ethics
My demeanor in my songs
It get's realer, ride along
Spread the word
Out here shit is not your basic
I picked up the pen
2010, saw i could win
Write my shit
Keep it real like the Siamese twins
It was pressure from my dreams
Now social etiquette
So much tonic in my cup
They wanna know where i 'av been
No quarter miles
No suit and ties
But my corporate affairs run a secure network
Then it all started
Why the fuck i rhyme like that
Rhyming with an accent while the major minority black
What's the point of dialect boy?
Saying i don't respect my past
Forefathers was a classic but without the number racks
Now shit is obvious in my streams
I'm having trouble chasing dreams
Calling me rebel for skill shit
Eh
My distinctions to cut across just you and i
Paint pictures for better portraits since juvenile
Now looking back to dem come up days
All i am is proud
Let this succor get to you and to dem kids lullaby shit
Sold my soul for the feel
Ehh
Tell me what could i give?
Did i twist my believes?
Damn
Did i lose incentives?
Troubles of my dreams holding me to hit stardom
Efforts i put in, double up and give bad luck
I was born to give so my melanin outburst
My top shelf reveal yet my helpers still starstruck
No one's tryna save you
They ain't no more bail outs
They would rather fail you
We all in this dog out
If that shit don't change you
Raise your glasses one time
Let the struggle pay you
Let it pay boy
Let it pay boy
This shit foreign affairs in your favorite local joint
We've been jamming through the crux
Quit the BS, turn me up
If we made it through the storms
Why you helpless in your thoughts?
That shit for the weak
It get's deeper
Truth is
Contemplating my release cos the feedback's unseen
But then we here again
Same old favorite specimen
I was tested through the jams
I still am a Hip-hop head
Many are called
Choose wisely
Too many Bambi's
Touched a million miles from here
That's when you heard me
I'm guessing you heard me?
I'm guessing you heard me
Written by: Munachiso Eke
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