The rise of Trey Songz is worth documenting because the genuine support for him is as palpable as it is powerful, with each album adding a new layer and dimension right before our eyes. People were invested in this talented singer’s journey and eventually when he did make it, it was met him with open arms and unwavering support. It was his evolution from that scrappy, scrawny singer belting out “Gotta Go” to the confident, successful veteran on “Slow Motion” that the public admired. It’s that support and relationship that pushed Trey to produce successful follow-up albums, each one charting higher than the last, until he finally grabbed that #1 spot on Billboard more than seven years later. In fact the record debuted at #20 on the Billboard 200 chart and slipped off the charts soon after, but what really stuck with R&B fans was his dedication to the music and his followers. Ten years ago, a young emerging R&B singer from Petersburg, Virginia named, Tremaine “ Trey Songz” Neverson, released his debut studio album I Gotta Make It on Atlantic Records, and it by no means shattered sales records in its first week. It needs to be authentic, it needs to be real.
A full on connection needs to be made between the artist and the people for any type of sustained success, and honestly, that’s how it always should be. We’re in a space where it’s bigger than just the song - hell, it’s bigger than just the music. We’ve witnessed labels invest millions of dollars in artists off a single hit record, but neither party has the means to sustain the success longer than the record’s lifespan. Now she's grindin And the way she poppin' that thang droppin that thang reminds me it ain't a girl in this world like mines Wish she come find me (hope you hurry up) It's gettin heated up (got me heated up) If she keep it up we gon' be leavin here (I'm sippin) Sippin what I'm sippin and she bout to catch me slippin Now I look around and all I see is cuties, booties bouncin all around.Looking at the climate of today’s music industry it’s hard to believe that any artist has the potential to last a full decade.
You bad as hell, but girl I gotta go home. The Prince is back! May Day, Trey Day So here we go with this again Running at them lips again Yellin' in my ear and shit All I hear is whisperin No matter what it is She always start to bitchin' and trippin and I almost start to call that girl a bitch again So I blaze out the house In a rage out the house Shawty got a sharp tongue she spit blades out her mouth I throw my stunnas on I chop blades out the house She get ta growlin and I'm out It's like a cage in the house Phone on silent and I'm wilin' cuz I'm 'bout Five shots of Henny in Man, I'm makin' plenty friends Black, White, Dominican Back right, I break it in (This is the act right) I need to take it in Let's Go! I been drinkin Tryna take my mind up off all the yellin and all the screamin But all that it's doin is takin me far from your lovin Got this girl in my ear, tellin me what I don't need to hear Sippin' what I'm sippin and she bout to catch me slippin' I'm long gone missin, long gone missin and I'm up in this club with all of these women This one she said she wanna get me alone You bad as hell, but girl I gotta go home I'm long gone missin, long gone missin and I'm up in this club with all of these women This one she said she wanna get me alone. With all the love I give you all you ever do is frown Sippin what I'm sippin and she bout to catch me slippin
This one she said she wanna get me alone. You bad as hell, but girl I gotta go home Sippin' what I'm sippin and she bout to catch me slippin'Īnd I'm up in this club with all of these women Got this girl in my ear, tellin me what I don't need to hear Tryna take my mind up off all the yellin and all the screaminīut all that it's doin is takin me far from your lovin Phone on silent and I'm wilin' cuz I'm 'bout
I almost start to call that girl a bitch again