ABOVE IT
The track launches with swirling space synths and glitchy electronics, building tension before crashing into a distorted, resonant bassline. Verses drive sharp rap and melodic shifts over rapid hi-hats and crisp trap drums. Choruses swell with dense trap rhythms, experimental electronics, ominous darkwave synths, and intertwined male/female R&B vocals, reaching peak intensity.
ABOVE IT
The track launches with swirling space synths and glitchy electronics, building tension before crashing into a distorted, resonant bassline. Verses drive sharp rap and melodic shifts over rapid hi-hats and crisp trap drums. Choruses swell with dense trap rhythms, experimental electronics, ominous darkwave synths, and intertwined male/female R&B vocals, reaching peak intensity.
Lyrics
Above it Aba & Sky
Intro Space Synth Glitch Echo
Yeah…
They only hear me when I’m hurt.
They only see me when I’m breaking.
But when I speak on the King…
Silence.
Fuck every time I talk about the King
They vanish quick
Timeline tough, but the group chat silent
See me in person, all that bark turn quiet
They love it when I leak red ink on the page
Same ones cheer loud when I limp off stage
Front row smiling while they feed on pain
Hands out later when they see what it pays
We all got feelings, I just put the Word above it
Running solo, but you know Jesus got me covered
Sugar and salt, look the same when it’s stacked
Tell me what sweet, tell me what bite back
Chorus
They love it when I bleed on the track (on the track)
But they dip when a king start talkin’ ’bout facts
Say they ride ’til the wheels fall off
But they ghost when the car hit cracks
They love it when I bleed on the track (on the track)
Turn me to a feast, then forget who got fat
Catch a lift when a king talk big
But they fade when I speak on the crown like that
Same tongue that was talkin’ that trash
Now askin’ for a pass
Same ones prayin’ I crash
Now beggin’ to be attached
Treat my lap like confession
Spill tea then ask for a blessing
Want the throne pic, want a mention
Wanna ride, but they fear ascension
When a king talk, dome split, truth hit
Split fake from the few that proved
I bled in this booth ’til I bruised
Now they surf waves I produced
[Bridge] (lower darker)
Every time I bring the kingdom up
They vanish out of town
Scroll go silent, chat turn ghost
Selective hearing, lost and found
But let me leak pain, they replay that scene
Screenshot scars, drink blood off the screen
They only really listen
When I’m half-way dead
Final Chorus
They love it when I bleed on the track (on the track)
But they dip when a king start talkin’ ’bout facts
Say they ride ’til the wheels fall off
But they ghost when the car hit cracks
They love it when I bleed on the track (on the track)
Turn me to a feast, then forget who got fat
Catch a lift when a king talk big
But they fade when I speak on the crown like that