bubblegum
I.M. Trompete Lyrics
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Bend but never break I'm bubblegum
Tutti-frutti bars my shit pops
Guessing all my songs too sweet bruh
Cause I feel a little chewed up
Airhead but I never blew up
Look son you win some you lose some
Look at this inspiration I drew from
I dey a little off balance
So gas me up in gallons
You my ride or die my Okada
Make we pepper them like ofada
Press your neck like remotes
Till you on my channel
Now you feeling my soul
Dead all the beef
Just to make some sandals
I'm in the desert getting tempted
By every method
This shit is relentless
To get accepted
Turn that stone into bread
And feed all of the brethren
That weight is a little excessive
You dey whine me ni
All this love you dey preach na fallacy
You only think of me when its time to eat
Skinny nigga but it's me that's Mr Biggs
Hollup wait a minute
Lemme fucking finish
This just feels like prison
Got bars in the cut and they lining these verses
Words come together like this was some cursive
I dey a little off balance
So gas me up in gallons
You my ride or die my Okada
Make we pepper them like ofada
Do I stay true to me
Or do I pretend to be someone else now
Do I stay true to me
Or do I pretend to be someone else now
It's crazy when I play my songs for people
And they ask me where's that green white green
I mean is all that necessary
For a Naija boy to buss on the scene
Okay then, make I just rap for pidgin
Make I sound a little bit indigenous
But then, is that an artistic decision
Or one made to make a couple bucks
Look, I just want to make the crowd bounce
Make the audience come dey scream and shout
Sell my soul for the right amount
Then be yarning some dust when I'm in doubt
I dey a little off balance
So gas me up in gallons
You my ride or die my Okada
Make we pepper them like ofada
Do I stay true to me
Or do I pretend to be someone else now
Do I stay true to me
Or do I pretend to be someone else now
In "Bubblegum" by I.M. Trompete, the artist talks about staying true to himself and his artistic vision, and whether to compromise his authenticity in order to succeed in the music industry. The opening lines suggest that he is unshakeable and unyielding, like bubblegum that bends but never breaks. He continues to describe himself in candy-related terms, with "Tutti-frutti bars" and "my shit pops," indicating that his music is sweet and catchy, but perhaps not taken seriously enough by some. Trompete also acknowledges that he feels a bit "chewed up" and like an "Airhead," a reference to a popular brand of bubblegum, but he is determined to stick to his guns and draw inspiration from his experiences.
The chorus, "I dey a little off balance, so gas me up in gallons," suggests that the artist is looking for outside validation and support in order to stay true to himself. The line "You my ride or die my Okada, make we pepper them like ofada" indicates that he is looking to his community and supporters to help propel him forward and stand out from the crowd. The third verse questions whether it is necessary to rap in pidgin or "sound a little bit indigenous" in order to be successful in the music industry. He talks about selling his soul and "yarning some dust when I'm in doubt," indicating the internal struggle of staying true to himself versus compromising for financial gain.
Overall, "Bubblegum" is a thoughtful exploration of artistic integrity and the pressures of the music industry.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm so magnetic sticking to my guns
I'm irresistible and sticking to my beliefs
Bend but never break I'm bubblegum
I'm flexible but unbreakable
Tutti-frutti bars my shit pops
My music is catchy and vibrant
Guessing all my songs too sweet bruh
People think my music is too sugary
Cause I feel a little chewed up
I feel worn out and overused
Airhead but I never blew up
I may seem empty-headed, but I haven't reached my full potential
Look son you win some you lose some
Life has its ups and downs
Look at this inspiration I drew from
I gained inspiration from my experiences
I dey a little off balance
I feel a little unsteady
So gas me up in gallons
Encourage and support me wholeheartedly
You my ride or die my Okada
You're my loyal friend and companion
Make we pepper them like ofada
Let's spice things up and make an impact
Press your neck like remotes
I have control over people's attention
Till you on my channel
Until you're tuned into my vibe
Now you feeling my soul
Now you understand and resonate with my message
Dead all the beef
Resolve all conflicts
Just to make some sandals
Just to achieve peace and harmony
I'm in the desert getting tempted
I'm facing challenges and temptations
By every method
In every way possible
This shit is relentless
This is a never-ending struggle
To get accepted
To gain recognition and approval
Turn that stone into bread
To make something out of nothing
And feed all of the brethren
Help everyone in need
That weight is a little excessive
The burden is too heavy
You dey whine me ni
You're flattering me
All this love you dey preach na fallacy
All the love you're preaching is untrue
You only think of me when its time to eat
You only remember me when you need something from me
Skinny nigga but it's me that's Mr Biggs
I may be physically small, but I have a big impact
Hollup wait a minute
Hold on a second
Lemme fucking finish
Let me complete what I'm saying
This just feels like prison
I feel trapped and limited
Got bars in the cut and they lining these verses
I have great lyrics saved up and they're fitting perfectly in this song
Words come together like this was some cursive
My lyrics are flowing and connected like a cursive handwriting
Do I stay true to me
Should I be authentic to myself
Or do I pretend to be someone else now
Or should I fake my identity to gain recognition
It's crazy when I play my songs for people
It's overwhelming to share my music with others
And they ask me where's that green white green
They expect me to represent Nigeria in my music
I mean is all that necessary
Is it mandatory to include Nigerian elements in my music
For a Naija boy to buss on the scene
To achieve success as a Nigerian artist
Okay then, make I just rap for pidgin
Then I'll just rap in Nigerian Pidgin English
Make I sound a little bit indigenous
To add a local flavor to my music
But then, is that an artistic decision
Do I really want to make that creative choice
Or one made to make a couple bucks
Or is it for financial gain
Make the audience come dey scream and shout
Just to entertain and excite the crowd
Sell my soul for the right amount
To give up my artistic integrity for money
Then be yarning some dust when I'm in doubt
Then regretting my choices when I'm uncertain
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Yimika Owoaje
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@BlackBird2743
700.000 Views? what!? Thank you everyone for watching <3 Btw - I did not expect this video to get THIS much attention. Sorry for the low quality. :)
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do the "like this" preset on drum pads like in the tutorial :]
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It's really good but the start was kind of bad but good job
@BlackBird2743
Not entirely sure what you mean. Like the Drum Pads 24 developers did it? And thanks for the nice words :D
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+Black Bird ye like the developers did :)
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133 000 views now
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