Song: Alife
Album/Project: Big Red Box
Producer: Ab the Pro
What motivated you to write this song?
What message were you trying to convey?
Ihsan: We all want to be treated right and no one deserves less than that. Im always inspired by others situations. Im a creative person so I can make these stories up in my head and mix it with real life.
Are there any stories that you would like to share in relevance to the song?
Ihsan: I wrote this song for another artist who was signed at the time. She didn't want it. So I kept it for myself:). I ended up doing a music video for it in my apartment after a photo shoot. It was not planned. My sis Karimah came over and thats who you see in the beginning of the video with me. My videographer/best friend Thomas Mobley edited the video over night that same night and released it to the public (no stress). I had to be to work the in the morning, came home and we had over 1,000 views. Its a fun song and video.
Check out video for Ihsan Bilal's song "Alife" here
No check it out this time
No hear me out this time
No really, check it out
Verse 1
Hop in the car
I’m flying tryna clear my head
I don’t know where you are
Passing time and
In my mind
Thinking that you are gone
I remember when you told me
I was your only one
But you’ll be so sorry when
I walk out the door
Hook
I think I wanna leave
Give me back my keys (walk out the door)
You cant handle me
So I gotta leave (walk out the door)
You wasted all my time
Your love was never mine (I’m a walk out the door)
Now I gotta go
Can you handle me
Walk out the door
door door door
Verse 2
Dont let it hit you when you leave
Along with those memories
Out of my face
No I’m not gonna stay
Why just rewind the tape
No your words dont mean a damn thing
So who you playing
No not me
Dont try to get me back now
See I told you so
You're gonna miss me
Cause I’m gone now
Watch me walk out the door
Hook
I think I wanna leave
Give me back my keys (walk out the door)
You cant handle me
So I gotta leave (I’m a walk out the door)
You wasted all my time
Your love was never mine (I’m a walk out the door)
Now I gotta go
Can you handle me
Walk out the door
door door door
Dont let it hit you when you leave
Along with those memories
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