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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Polo G
Polo G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter
Tahj Vaughn
Tahj Vaughn
Songwriter
David Hutchison McDowell
David Hutchison McDowell
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Thomas Horton
Songwriter
Julien Anderson
Julien Anderson
Songwriter
Melissa Keklak
Melissa Keklak
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Polo G
Polo G
Executive Producer
Tahj Money
Tahj Money
Producer
TntXD
TntXD
Producer
Todd Hurtt
Todd Hurtt
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Steven “Steve-O” Carless
Executive Producer
Stacia Mac
Stacia Mac
Executive Producer
D-Mac
D-Mac
Producer

Lyrics

(Pipe that shit up, TnT) (Dmac on the fuckin' track) (Tahj Money) Mm, mm, mm Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair How the fuck I wake up from a dream to a nightmare? Left us behind, you seen that light glare I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs Why I can't just pull up to your crib and see you right there? Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care Let's just be friends before we rush into a label Wanna know if you really fuck with me, girl, what's your angle? It's only for the better if I'm tryna change you Lovin' me ain't easy, if you leave, I don't blame you Trauma got me fucked up, so I'm mentally unstable I got wrapped up in my emotions, now I'm tangled Deep in my thoughts and overthinkin' can get painful Watch how I move, one wrong decision can be fatal Hidden messages, conversations with my angels Just walk with me and you'll see I'm tryna save you Most times I'm by myself, I'm still confused from betrayal From rags to riches, shit still hard, I'm just on phase two Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair How the fuck I wake up from a dream to a nightmare? Left us behind, you seen that light glare I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs Why I can't just pull up to your crib and see you right there? Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care Livin' on his own and he runnin' out of options now 'Cause he felt like he couldn't be hisself at his mama house Hittin' licks, missin' school, junior year, he thought 'bout droppin' out Him against the world, .40 on him when he poppin' out On his dark road, he just tryna find a proper route Hate the criticism, he uses music to block it out By his auntie, he was molested as a baby boy Messed up his head, it even changed the way he play with toys Up late night rappin' and they told him to quit makin' noise Stuck in his feelings, he be spendin' every day annoyed He wanna stand over a nigga, leave his face destroyed He miss his hood, now this something that he can't avoid Bondin' over drugs and pain, dirty Sprite share My dawg was one of a kind, I know your type rare I know life is a bitch and she don't fight fair How the fuck I wake up from a dream to a nightmare? Left us behind, you seen that light glare I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs Why I can't just pull up to your crib and see you right there? Nobody love you 'til you dead, that's when they might care
Writer(s): Taurus Bartlett, Thomas Horton, Hristo Yosifov, Dyllan Mckinney, Tahj Vaughn, Julien Anderson, Melissa Keklak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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