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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Wave
Rod Wave
Vocals
Drake
Drake
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodarius Green
Rodarius Green
Songwriter
Aaron Tago
Aaron Tago
Songwriter
Alexander Stoddard
Alexander Stoddard
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Cedric Hill
Cedric Hill
Songwriter
Chantal Kreviazuk
Chantal Kreviazuk
Songwriter
Anthony Palman
Anthony Palman
Songwriter
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Tago
Yung Tago
Producer
A$tod
A$tod
Producer
Travis Harrington
Travis Harrington
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that probably Tago How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter 'Cause you know I'm okay (yeah, yeah) Instead, I ask myself, "Why do you worry?" (Worry) You know, you know I'm the same (you know I'm the same) Still, I know you don't love me, baby (yeah) They try to take you away from me Only over my dead body Wake up and look inside the mirror and it blows me (blows me) Outta all the niggas out the trenches, God chose me (chose me) I got the city on my back, and the city told me (yeah) No matter the pressure or the stress, won't bеnd or fold me (fold me) So much that come with bеing famous, it can drive you crazy (crazy) Go check the drugs my brother takin', he's hallucinatin' (hallucinatin') How the hell you go and tell Nana I sold my soul to Satan? That just how rare it is for niggas out my town to make it Somebody grab him and pinch him, please This ain't a dream (this ain't a dream) Stay off the internet, king This life ain't what it seems (ain't what it seems) Fuck all the blogs and the memes out there laughin' at me (yeah) I just woke up, six million plus on my way overseas (yeah, yeah) I remember five hundred dollar shows I hit the roads for these (roads for these) Now I get a hunnid on occasion in the quarantine (quarantine) We used to be the underdog but now we standing tall (standing tall) The stage collapsed, the only time you'll see me fall And niggas who ahead of me (yeah) Was already two years ahead of me (yeah, yeah, yeah) I got 'em reaching out for recipes I got some other niggas scared of me (yeah) They used to toot they nose at me (at me) But I ain't let it get the best of me Same niggas toot they nose at me Can't even stand next to me (yeah, yeah) You know good dope gon' sell itself I just served you a circle (circle) Youngin' turned nothing into something, the life of the turtle How I'm feeling (I'm feeling) It doesn't matter (don't matter) 'Cause you know I'm okay (okay, yeah, yeah) Instead, I ask myself, "Why do you worry?" (Worry) You know, you know I'm the same Still, I know you don't love me, baby They try to take you away from me Only over my dead body
Writer(s): Chantal Kreviazuk, Aubrey Drake Graham, Noah James Shebib, Anthony George Palman, Rodarius Green, Cedric Dormaine Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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