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All I Could Write in the End

from Don't Worry, I'll Be Fine by Tyrel John

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The last song on the album, but the first one I wrote for it. The one that kicked it all off. Written a week after the end of my first love, and written under the belief that this shit could really work out for me if I give myself a chance.

lyrics

Pardon who I sound like, I chase greatness,
Shawty know bout my fragrance,
Niggas know bout my patience,
That's that loose girl they've been running round the state with,
Had me fucked up,
Cause niggas know I go ape shit,
Rocking the KO Bape shit,
Still fucking the same chicks,
Faithful black man, I've been in the same game since-,
really the Big Bang,
It's really been written - sans script,
Pan shit,
Scared of growing up & got the grams zipped,
Panty puller nigga,
Pussy eater on a bands mish,
Annie ain't okay,
She got her nose gushing, dancing,
With every demon in this bitch,
And crying bout her past,
And I'm trynna calm her down,
But I don't think I got the bandwidth,
Hands lit,
Got her pussy parked up on my johnson,
Rubbing on her titties,
While she moaning to the concert,
Fucking to the music,
Made a movie from romancing,
Trynna feel the feeling of Nicki rapping on Monster,
Know I gotta kill 'em even if they lead the mafia,
Niggas really wanted me dead, but I ain't Hoffa,
Niggas really wanted me sped, but I move smarter,
Soon as I get gyal in the bed, then she turn agua,
I can tell yo opps getting fed, cause ya gang pasta,
I can tell you really don't want it, so move, papa,
You might catch a shock to your core like you love Assata,
You might get your men more bullets right through they casa,
Say they graduated from life to the one after,
Not Rasta, Relly really a Rockstar,
Sonning hella niggas & deadin' beats like a father,
Shout to mine, except I got it all from my mama,
Now I'm fresh in the building with plenty business,
Niggas is plenty finished,
Really a heavy menace,
A petty professional, niggas don't wanna get it,
Prolly the hottest in it,
You prolly floppin' the quickest,
She prolly pop when I pop up,
And let me drop dick up in it,
[You] prolly calling a cop up when Relly switch how he feeling,
(ooh)
That's a shame, I thought you was really drillin',
But you a lame, who rap what he really didn't,
I'm trynna buy me some land,
Don't wanna buy any fans,
[I'm] hoping you understand,
I love when you getting money,
But when you flaunt it, it feel like you took it from me,
But the mask on, make me feel like I can take it back,
And the bad jawn, make me feel like life ain't really bad,
And the mic on, make me feel like who I really am,
(woah)
Take a second & try to get in the spirit,
[I'm] trynna get in the mirror,
The man within disappeared,
I'm trynna unlock my chakras,
Not steal the sauce from my peers,
Been doing this shit for years,
Building this from my tears,
Was trynna give you my love, but think that you insincere,
And that's a tough one for me to compute,
Back & forth with myself, "if you real, then shoot!,"
I've been suicidal since a jit, hbu?,
I've been outside since a jit, ain't see you,
And these bitch ass niggas still ain't got a clue,
I've been this since the playground,
Shawty shoulda stayed round,
Fuck it though,
Only really loved her when she stayed down,
Prolly true but prolly hurt, they both feel the same now,
TJ came up out the dirt to put 'em in they grave now,
What they got to say now?,
Who they gon' shame now?,
Who you gon' play when them niggas don't play round?,
Started from the slave sounds,
Now we on the free drums,
Always been a smart one,
But now I'm going freedom,
And I hope that I feel this feeling forever,
Hungrier than ever,
Ready & with whatever,
Only getting better,
Pray you get it together,
You see how I got it,
Me losing it is a never,
I see how you doubt it,
That loser shit fit you better,
Prolly won't forget her,
Probably could do better,
But the way my heart broke,
The pieces won't fit together,
Cause we almost had it all,
But couldn't handle forever
(man)

credits

from Don't Worry, I'll Be Fine, released April 3, 2024
Beat produced by Isaiah 22 & FlavrBoy.
Lyrics written & performed by Tyrel John.

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