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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Destroy Lonely
Destroy Lonely
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carter Bryson
Carter Bryson
Songwriter
Thomas Ross
Thomas Ross
Songwriter
Bobby Sandimanie III
Bobby Sandimanie III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carter Bryson
Carter Bryson
Producer
Ssor.t
Ssor.t
Producer
Ellantre “Tre” Williams
Mixing Engineer
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Some say, "Nightmares are dreams perverted" I told them, "It wasn't a nightmare," but they don't believe me Huh (huh?), how you feel? (How you feel?) Baby, I feel fine (I feel fine) I need more dollar signs, but you came right on time Can we turn off all these lights? Can I roll up, get a lil' high? Every time I look in your eyes, I look away mesmerized And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky (Yeah) And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don't mind And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you're mine And I been lapped them, no, it's not close, I crossed the finish line Yeah, I look like a supermodel, and all my draws is Calvin Klein Yeah, my baby, she built like a bottle And I'm finna take a sip right now Yeah, I'm pourin' some lines out the bottle And I'm finna take a sip right now Yeah, and I probably won't see you tomorrow 'Cause I'm finna take a trip right now Yeah, I've been gone I lost my mind, and I'm tryna find my way back home Baby, I'm the real Rolling Stone I've been changed, I don't do phones I won't talk until the case closed Fuck 12, nigga, free my bros I got a problem with keeping my clothes And all my swag, they stole You can keep it, I don't want it And I'd throw all this shit away If I can't give it to none of my homies And I'd throw all this shit away If I can't give none of it to my bitches If a nigga talk down on my gang Then he gon' leave here with some stitches (huh) Huh (Huh?), how you feel? (How you feel?) Baby, I feel fine (I feel fine) I need more dollar signs, but you came right on time Can we turn off all these lights? Can I roll up, get a lil' high? Every time I look in your eyes, I look away mesmerized And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky (Yeah) And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don't mind And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you're mine And I been lapped them, no, it's not close, I crossed the finish line And I'm not tellin' lies Got a mask on, no disguise And the old me already died Keep it on me, on my side If you know me, know I'm fried And I love you if you ridin' And the doors in my brand new ride, go up, they suicide I was geeked off all them Roxies, livin' on the top floor in the Roxy And my life done' changed so promptly, cameras flashing, paparazzi And I only sip on Wockhardt and Tris to make me nauseous And I always go hard, these niggas going hardly (yes) I just bought her Goyard, she ride me like a Harley (yes) I told her she a superstar, and I just think she gnarly Me and my gang in here, this a rich-nigga party She brought her gang in here, this a bad-bitches party I'm a raver but a real rockstar, please, can we get guitars? I'm an alien but not from Mars And these niggas trap too hard She playin', baby, don't you start (huh) Please don't make this hard I go NBA, but I'm not Vince Carter That just mean I'm ballin' and my money larger Huh (huh?), how you feel? (How you feel?) Baby, I feel fine (I feel fine) I need more dollar signs, but you came right on time Can we turn off all these lights? Can I roll up, get a lil' high? Every time I look in your eyes, I look away mesmerized And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky (yeah) And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don't mind And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you're mine And I been lapped them, no, it's not close, I crossed the finish line (the finish line)
Writer(s): Bobby Sandimanie Iii, Carter Bryson, Thomas William Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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