앨범명 : OLD
아티스트: Various Artists
장르 : 컴필레이션, 발라드 / 가요
발매일 : 2026.11.03
기획사 : SM Culture&Contents
발매사 : Major7 E&M
Stains on White Tees - 02:43Stains on white tees I love ’em, I won’t wash People tryna bleach That stay like cuts They’re my histories My vintage My clothes I don’t wanna talk with you You never understand my terms Stains on white tees I love ’em, I won’t wash People tryna bleach That stay like cuts They’re my histories My vintage My clothes Cracks on my print Completed It’s done Fasten your belt tight I’m runnin’ fast My t-shirt’s Sonic B*tch, you shut your mouth Rock my language Be iconic Never talk too much Believe the power of my pieces Got some raws out in Bedford Oh god, I spent all my money Sh*t too tough Like a gangster Sh*t too tough Like a chainsaw Creepy face Like Manson My voice is never like the Tesla My voice exhausting in your Tesla Exhaust note in your Tesla Never gonna clean all of my stains up Riding like I’m V10 Sounding like Lexus Not everyone, but some kids pay attention Record every frame, I don’t wanna lose this tension Stains on white tees I love ’em, I won’t wash People tryna bleach That stay like cuts They’re my histories My vintage My clothes I don’t wanna talk with you You never understand my terms Stains on white tees I love ’em, I won’t wash People tryna bleach That stay like cuts They’re my histories My vintage My clothes Cracks on my print Completed It’s done I never gonna bleach my sh*t Like three stripes on my Adidas sh*t My piece is instinctive sh*t Heritage, I need that sh*t Everybody just wants some more But it’ll finally choke us up I need to write down my own history like movie stars In 2001 I was born Like the Odyssey I’d done Shooting stars just fall But my orbit never ends up V12’s on my tongue This may not be calm Supercharger’s in my lung This may not be calm * somi
Palace - 02:23Yeah, I’m ’bout to f*ck In this palace Light through the walls Painting our skins Guess I got too rough You felt the cracks are showing I thought I’d built on stone All made of sand, all make-believe I’ve been racing for a palace of sand One breeze and it all collapsed Nothing left in my hands Can you bring it all back? Won’t try to figure it all out Even if the sun never goes down But finally gonna realize Can you bring it all back? I just wanna get to Venus But it’s telling me I’m just dreaming It’s a kind of hot summer I might dream my home like B-free Every day I see illusions Can I trust ’em? So conflicted Even if it’s a sandcastle Maybe I could’ve made it more solid Don’t let me notice the truth Don’t show me the dark side of the moon I’ll take the blue pill, don’t wanna Notice the truth Blue pill, baby Don’t wanna notice the truth Yeah, I’m ’bout to f*ck In this palace Light through the walls Painting our skins Guess I got too rough You felt the cracks are showing I thought I’d built on stone All made of sand, all make-believe I’ve been racing for a palace of sand One breeze and it all collapsed Nothing left in my hands Can you bring it all back? Won’t try to figure it all out Even if the sun never goes down But finally gonna realize Can you bring it all back? I just wanna get to Venus But it’s telling me I’m just dreaming It’s a kind of hot summer I might dream my home like B-free Every day I see illusions Can I trust ’em? So conflicted Even if it’s a sandcastle Maybe I could’ve made it more solid Fresh air, classic car, big money Honestly, I want a lot Fresh air, classic car, big money Honestly, I want a lot Hop on a mo’f*cking SL Ride to the end till I die Hop on a mo’f*cking SL Ride till I start to feel alive * somi
560 SEC - 02:44560 SEC 560 SEC It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds 560 SEC 560 SEC It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds 560 SEC It’s a gangster’s or CEO’s All black grille, polished 본 적 없지 on the TV Chrome wheel looks like a mirror The body kit looks like steroids 아는 놈들은 전부 찍어 Flashlight 집중해 시선 될게 like an old car 발악하면 안 멋져 대충 해야 재밌어 들춰내려 해 내 flaws 들춰내려 해 내 claws V8, it ain’t that quiet Watch out my backfire Smooth ride, 쟤네 건 과열 560 SEC 560 SEC It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds 560 SEC 560 SEC It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds 560 SEC 560 SEC It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds 560 SEC 560 SEC It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds You think you’re aware of her But my stunt’s through her earphones Never tire, I dance slow My time has stopped, I’m here alone Hide the clock, it’s a treasure hunt 숨어 set my stance low Be cooler with its stance low Be cooler like a menthol Ooh The old’s newer than the new ’Cause new world is in the loop They don’t even care what the root is All that matters is the goosebumps The fever fades like the flu So I’m just tryna stop it at some moment And I wanna cruise 2-door coupe just caught my pant leg Oh, it’s alright Down the highway, I’ve been draggin’ it Oh, it’s natural I feel the road with bare feet To this world that is tryna numb my senses, I said, “No more.” 560 SEC 560 SEC It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds 560 SEC 560 SEC It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds 560 SEC 560 SEC It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds It ain’t 9 minutes 20 seconds * somi
Love Song (feat. Raf Sandou) - 02:33My b*tch wanna star in the love song I solve the problems with the love song They all laugh and cry in their love songs Please live one more time in my love song My b*tch wanna star in the love song I solve the problems with the love song They all laugh and cry in their love songs Please live one more time in my love song I put some melodies on it It always sounds better with grains on it Now the cameras show us real, so real But we always look better with grains on it We think the love is HD Don’t need it crystal clear LaFerrari’s not the fastest But it’s still got his name Rest in past, it’s my new lifestyle ’Cause it fits my profile Rest in past, it’s my new lifestyle ’Cause it fits my profile I love the way you slide and lie down We don’t need to slow down I love the way you slide and lie down We don’t need to slow down My b*tch wanna star in the love song I solve the problems with the love song They all laugh and cry in their love songs Please live one more time in my love song My b*tch wanna star in the love song I solve the problems with the love song They all laugh and cry in their love songs Please live one more time in my love song My little b*tch want me to sing that love song Put your hands on your knee now and you gon’ shake sum Got a Goyard bag for you and you gon’ fill sum When we walk down the street, babe, see all eyes on Lookin’ at your body like I’m woah, You got me singing like Keyshia Cole I could do it for you all day, night long Baby, I’m found your love Play with that, baby, uh Play with that money Baby, you are a dime In this muf*ckin’ love song, babe, please live for me one more time * somi
A Milli - 02:09I rock my style Lil’ babies tire They wanna keep it new I feel so weird sometimes You and I are out of tune If you don’t get it I might spit it out, be rude to you Wake yourself up B*tch, you ain’t Pharrell Just ’cause you got Louis V on I rock my style I learn from older generations, huh huh huh I need more meaning than something brand-new, huh huh huh Let those models hit the runway in my piece Huh huh huh Good or bad, memories take shape Huh huh huh Pop up my headlights See that jewelry, I need it, huh huh huh Big, bold, iced-out Rollies on their wrists Huh huh huh You gotta call me Dweezy, like Wayne’s Weezy Huh huh huh I need that Lamborghini like A Milli Huh huh huh A Milli Like Weezy You gotta call me Dweezy, like Wayne’s Weezy A Milli I rock my style Lil’ babies tire They wanna keep it new I feel so weird sometimes You and I are out of tune If you don’t get it I might spit it out, be rude to you Wake yourself up B*tch, you ain’t Pharrell Just ’cause you got Louis V on Stole your attention Nothing but a huge bed in a white-walled mansion Like a superstar, I wanna get paid a ransom Unveil my own work from my lab, from my chamber I need a big, big garage to store my old collections Cabriolets, rosso red, vintage fashion Let me sell out stadiums, then I pull up with propellers Hear that crowd loud Can you feel that vibration? I just did it my way, never meant to steal your attention Attention * somi
Fragrance - 02:03With every new experience, you feel a little more like a stranger to me There are things I can’t recall, no matter how deeply I think about them these days You talk about the past, but it means nothing to me I remember only what becomes history But nothing ever does I guess she won’t either Text another message to her, “Baby, you’re too sexy” Remember I sped off, cutting through the traffic We might have a good time, at least until the next scene Feel like I’m Leonard Shelby, I might need to get tattoos Cause I forgot everything about her Even her perfume too A fragrance can’t be recorded So, it was only I could imagine Now I don’t have any memories Then what am I supposed to call history Let my nose fly and reach your scent and your trace If tears fall from my eyes, I’ll know you’re near Capture one more time Before it disperses and slows down Capture one more time Before it disperses and slows down Runnin’ out of time Memories getting smaller now If tears fall from my eyes, I’ll know you’re near I’ll know you’re close to me But I don’t know what to tell you Are we fine? What if it’s only my need Like everyone I might choose to just walk by It fades away naturally Couldn’t hold onto the fading scent Goodbye A fragrance can’t be recorded So, it was only I could imagine Now I don’t have any memories * somi
VTEC - 02:28More, more power gets us there faster, but life ain’t a race Strong, stronger, and bigger But don’t let my own rhythm go to waste Out of all the complex controls Beautiful sensation Old, old, feel that loose transmission Low gear, I’m obsessed I push the pedal to the red limit Sometimes I jerk the wheel, slip, then find my grip A smooth ride lulls you into complacency I know heightened senses make us greater, keep us striving I choose the manual, wanna steer through every winding Every turn, I’m the one deciding Steer around this traffic and hit the open road Turn off the navigation I don’t care how far from home Rear-wheel drive I love that silky type I want that VTEC My lady’s gonna cry No matter how fast or slow It’s all about the flow Even losing control I wanna hold the slides Of old and beautiful feelings Keep the vibes that the new keeps deleting I feel alive when I put my love in them Will you hop on my flow? Even losing control More, more power gets us there faster, but life ain’t a race Strong, stronger, and bigger But don’t let my own rhythm go to waste Out of all the complex controls Beautiful sensation Old, old, feel that loose transmission Low gear, I’m obsessed More, more power gets us there faster, but life ain’t a race Strong, stronger, and bigger But don’t let my own rhythm go to waste Out of all the complex controls Beautiful sensation Old, old, feel that loose transmission Low gear, I’m obsessed Oh, more, more power Everybody needs it We’re getting stronger by the minute But our feelings tend to linger in old stories Still, in this messy city, I keep finding beauty Can you hold it while I lose my way for a while? Sometimes, preserving can overwhelm my mind Any time, any vibe, I wanna feel alive Hear that old engine, still running, still alive * somi
Middle Child - 02:14Why you still wander around old tastes? The world keeps serving up something new and tasty I know you can’t admit their pace We’re grown up with that era Look back and laugh and cry Like a middle child Like a middle child Talk myself into lies Talk myself into lies Yeah, I’m dreamin’ the moment That you and I leave for the journey Even “Back to the Future” is back in the past If it’s the future, wanna go back to the past Remember, we never felt pain even in three days hunger No off-season, all the cool kids were there, stacked roster I will miss what I’ve been missing Everything’s strange that I’m facing No trap card, I cannot flip it Overreact, tryna not kill the spirit Wanna preserve myself like fine wine Or reset myself to see all white Even if it takes a long time Everything comes back around Why you still wander around old tastes? The world keeps serving up something new and tasty I know you can’t admit their pace We’re grown up with that era Look back and laugh and cry Like a middle child Like a middle child Talk myself into lies Talk myself into lies ’10s era, now it’s getting old I love old eras, now I’m getting old Keep it slow, baby, I wanna keep it slow Keep it slow, baby, I wanna keep it slow ’10s era, now it’s getting old I love old eras, now I’m getting old Keep it slow, baby, I wanna keep it slow Keep it slow, baby, I wanna keep it slow * somi