Independent rising artist NORD is our best discovery of the day, and we even wonder how we did not hear of him before. The singer has been developing his own unique sound and artistic personality for an appealing result.
We listen to his track ‘SORRY’ on repeat, an outstanding and modern recipe combining indie RNB with alternative hip-hop sonorities.
Built over a captivating production, NORD, real name Carter, showcases his infectious vocals on the energetic trap-infused track. Lyrically, the song is about his life experience in terms of relationships and will resonate with a large audience.
NORD delivers an addictive vocal performance with a chorus that instantly sticks with listeners and a laid-back flow. This is promising for the Portland artist.
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Sorry I couldn’t be what you
Sorry I couldn’t be what you
Sorry I couldn’t be what you want
What you
Sorry I couldn’t be what you wanted me to be
Sorry I couldn’t see what you wanted me to see
Sorry I couldn’t leave when you wanted me to leave
Oh, why you gotta be like that
Yes I am the shit,
Bitch, yes, I am all that
Leave you on the ground like a fucking toe tag
Did this shit all by myself
Fuck with me, leave you on a high shelf
You steady hate, like bro what’s your deal
Pull up in a Benz, that’s an automobile
60 on my wrist and you still poppin’ pills
Running up a check, so we go pop some seals
West side boys, yeah, you know how we rockin’
1911, spend a bag when I’m shoppin’
I don’t know you, so are you really poppin’?
She don’t love me, she just over all the talkin’
Sorry I couldn’t be what you wanted me to be
Sorry I couldn’t see what you wanted me to see
Sorry I couldn’t leave when you wanted me to leave
Oh, why you gotta be like that
Yes I am the shit,
Bitch, yes, I am all that
Leave you on the ground like a fucking toe tag
Did this shit all by myself
Fuck with me, leave you on a high shelf
Shoutout to the ones that still rockin’ with me
Hayden in the stu, yeah he cookin’ up plenty
Twenty on my wrist, and my shoes cost a Bentley
Making these assumptions like you know and you read me
Shoulda left forever, bitch I know you resent me
Ignorin’ my phone like you never even met me
All this pressure on my shoulders, yeah it’s gettin’ hefty
Need a refund, for all the hate that you sent me
Sorry I couldn’t be what you wanted me to be
Sorry I couldn’t see what you wanted me to see
Sorry I couldn’t leave when you wanted me to leave
Oh, why you gotta be like that
Yes I am the shit
Bitch, yes, I am all that
Leave you on the ground like a fucking toe tag
Did this shit all by myself
Fuck with me, leave you on a high shelf
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