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"Jump!! (Or Get Jumped!!!)((by the future))" by @soulglophl from the album 'Diaspora Problems', available now.
Order: https://soulglo.ffm.to/diasporaproblems
GG - Production, Engineering
Evan Bernard - Assistant Production, Engineering
Will Yip - Mixing, Mastering
Performed by
Pierce Jordan - Vocals
Ruben Polo - Guitar
GG - Bass, Vocals, Programming
TJ Stevenson - Drums
Directed by Dan White x $$$NICCA
Assistant Director - Ricky Christian
Produced by Laris Kreslins
In Association with Floor Eleven Films
Production support provided by All Ages Productions
Starring - Soul Glo, Jim Stevenson, Rob Blackwell
Director of Photography - Conor O'Mara
Assistant Camera - Monica Mejia
Costume/Art Department - Hanna Hamilton
Gaffer/Grip - Neil Macrini
Production Assistants - Kyle Barber, Bryan Arnold
Edited by Ricky Christian
Special Thanks - Expressway Cinema Rentals, Darby Irrgang
Lyrics
Big plans! We got big big plans coming up in this mf. Six hands; it was six hands when we came with Mathed Up off the cuff nigga, and that took two years just to touch ears. I’m living in the next ten years while that shit here. Like, I can get touched before I get to really speak. Would you be surprised if I died next week? Many niggas, many minds can get through all 10 years of they 20’s with no time. Get a bullshit degree and a family and trauma’s still beating them within an inch of they life. Take ten hood niggas, put them in a line. Each be a genius off they own might. You gon learn ten lessons you could apply.
You gon learn what it really mean to survive.
Living on Juice Wrld Pop Smoke time, I’ll be in my future, come try to remove it. I live only for this, it’s how I must do it. There’s no way they can take what I say and skew it RIP CHYNNA MS TAYLOR AND MR ARBERY What can activate the rage that we be harboring? Aint nobody tryna kill me that hard to me.
Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me.
How do I remember (they ask) what I spit out the tooth?(hmm) I don’t need to make mental notes when this shit is just the truth. But, what matters more, of course, is my resources. It’s chores until support, there’s no divorcing. I’m screaming through yr door, “WE’LL TAKE CONTROL BY FORCE,”
and you gon watch me spit the world into the floor.
Big plans! We got big big plans coming up in this mf. Six hands; it was six hands when we came with Mathed Up off the cuff nigga, and that took two years just to touch ears. I’m living in the next ten years while that shit here. Like, I can get touched before I get to really speak.
What if I die next week?
Living on Juice Wrld Pop Smoke time, I’ll be in my future, come try to remove it. I live only for this, it’s how I must do it. There’s no way they can take what I say and skew it RIP CHYNNA MS TAYLOR AND MR ARBERY What can activate the rage that we be harboring? Aint nobody tryna kill me that hard to me. Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me.
RIP CHYNNA MS TAYLOR AND MR ARBERY What can activate the rage that we be harboring? Aint nobody tryna kill me that hard to me. Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me.
My mind be on 1m, a goldmine worth untold millions. If I get popped before it’s clear I’m hot, of course there’ll be someone to fill in. So I try to live to fight another day, the way my father say. Another day to live, another day to give, of myself to everybody that I love and I am fucking with. 5 years ago, we said the same thing about “today is another day.” 10 years ago we said the same thing, but today is “another day.” On god I get that and I’m with that. Type beat, “time stops for no man.” I’ve known my whole life where I stand. People either wringing necks or they fucking hands. I would’ve hit a fucking lick if I could evaporate, but as long as you live, I live, and you cannot kill me. 30 years ago we said the same thing about “today is another day.” 50 years ago we said the same thing but today is “another day.” Everybody wants their ideology to be the one that enslaves the world. We just left a century of artists whose screams went purposefully unheard. We live in the future. We die in the present. I have our next 2 shits in my mind already. We started conceiving in 2016 in a windowless van driving through the desert. It took so much time, life, advice, and effort to make the first half of this shit come together and this shit is mid compared to what I’m saying on The L. I was off the Durban Poison dreaming of my mom singing on Russell. 2028 has no guarantee, but I know my dream. I know my Mom’s dream. Even though I have not yet written I Know Now How Long You Have Searched, I know its power and I can’t die before it’s unearthed. Everyday we run from ourselves and from time, so much so that our planning looks like we’ve lost our minds. But, our lives are wasted if we don’t even try, and it’s delicious every time it turns out I was right.
#SoulGlo #DiasporaProblems #epitaph
"Jump!! (Or Get Jumped!!!)((by the future))" by @soulglophl from the album 'Diaspora Problems', available now.
Order: https://soulglo.ffm.to/diasporaproblems
GG - Production, Engineering
Evan Bernard - Assistant Production, Engineering
Will Yip - Mixing, Mastering
Performed by
Pierce Jordan - Vocals
Ruben Polo - Guitar
GG - Bass, Vocals, Programming
TJ Stevenson - Drums
Directed by Dan White x $$$NICCA
Assistant Director - Ricky Christian
Produced by Laris Kreslins
In Association with Floor Eleven Films
Production support provided by All Ages Productions
Starring - Soul Glo, Jim Stevenson, Rob Blackwell
Director of Photography - Conor O'Mara
Assistant Camera - Monica Mejia
Costume/Art Department - Hanna Hamilton
Gaffer/Grip - Neil Macrini
Production Assistants - Kyle Barber, Bryan Arnold
Edited by Ricky Christian
Special Thanks - Expressway Cinema Rentals, Darby Irrgang
Lyrics
Big plans! We got big big plans coming up in this mf. Six hands; it was six hands when we came with Mathed Up off the cuff nigga, and that took two years just to touch ears. I’m living in the next ten years while that shit here. Like, I can get touched before I get to really speak. Would you be surprised if I died next week? Many niggas, many minds can get through all 10 years of they 20’s with no time. Get a bullshit degree and a family and trauma’s still beating them within an inch of they life. Take ten hood niggas, put them in a line. Each be a genius off they own might. You gon learn ten lessons you could apply.
You gon learn what it really mean to survive.
Living on Juice Wrld Pop Smoke time, I’ll be in my future, come try to remove it. I live only for this, it’s how I must do it. There’s no way they can take what I say and skew it RIP CHYNNA MS TAYLOR AND MR ARBERY What can activate the rage that we be harboring? Aint nobody tryna kill me that hard to me.
Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me.
How do I remember (they ask) what I spit out the tooth?(hmm) I don’t need to make mental notes when this shit is just the truth. But, what matters more, of course, is my resources. It’s chores until support, there’s no divorcing. I’m screaming through yr door, “WE’LL TAKE CONTROL BY FORCE,”
and you gon watch me spit the world into the floor.
Big plans! We got big big plans coming up in this mf. Six hands; it was six hands when we came with Mathed Up off the cuff nigga, and that took two years just to touch ears. I’m living in the next ten years while that shit here. Like, I can get touched before I get to really speak.
What if I die next week?
Living on Juice Wrld Pop Smoke time, I’ll be in my future, come try to remove it. I live only for this, it’s how I must do it. There’s no way they can take what I say and skew it RIP CHYNNA MS TAYLOR AND MR ARBERY What can activate the rage that we be harboring? Aint nobody tryna kill me that hard to me. Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me.
RIP CHYNNA MS TAYLOR AND MR ARBERY What can activate the rage that we be harboring? Aint nobody tryna kill me that hard to me. Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me.
My mind be on 1m, a goldmine worth untold millions. If I get popped before it’s clear I’m hot, of course there’ll be someone to fill in. So I try to live to fight another day, the way my father say. Another day to live, another day to give, of myself to everybody that I love and I am fucking with. 5 years ago, we said the same thing about “today is another day.” 10 years ago we said the same thing, but today is “another day.” On god I get that and I’m with that. Type beat, “time stops for no man.” I’ve known my whole life where I stand. People either wringing necks or they fucking hands. I would’ve hit a fucking lick if I could evaporate, but as long as you live, I live, and you cannot kill me. 30 years ago we said the same thing about “today is another day.” 50 years ago we said the same thing but today is “another day.” Everybody wants their ideology to be the one that enslaves the world. We just left a century of artists whose screams went purposefully unheard. We live in the future. We die in the present. I have our next 2 shits in my mind already. We started conceiving in 2016 in a windowless van driving through the desert. It took so much time, life, advice, and effort to make the first half of this shit come together and this shit is mid compared to what I’m saying on The L. I was off the Durban Poison dreaming of my mom singing on Russell. 2028 has no guarantee, but I know my dream. I know my Mom’s dream. Even though I have not yet written I Know Now How Long You Have Searched, I know its power and I can’t die before it’s unearthed. Everyday we run from ourselves and from time, so much so that our planning looks like we’ve lost our minds. But, our lives are wasted if we don’t even try, and it’s delicious every time it turns out I was right.
#SoulGlo #DiasporaProblems #epitaph
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