Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mustafa
Vocals
Matthew A. Tavares
Musician
Simon Hessman
Electric Guitar
Frank Dukes
Programming
Jamie xx
Synthesizer
SAFE
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
James Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Simon Hessman
Additional Producer
Frank Dukes
Producer
Jamie xx
Additional Producer
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Niggas crazy, it sounds like, feels like, literally like, bruh
Listen, this shit's wild, fam, this shit's wild, fam
I haven't spoke to Capo in a minute
I know he's been through it
There's a war outside and I can't lose all my dawgs
I can't choose right or wrong, right or wrong
We get it on and poppin', oh we were always poppin'
But you know how that hate goes, you know how that 'K blows
Oh we used to rock the same clothes
And niggas made me wrap you in a white fold
And they gon' pay their price in blood and that's on everything I know
On everything I know
Swear I wasn't lookin' for no beef, I got a family to feed
There's room for everyone to eat, I was all about the peace
I didn't wanna risk it all, oh, I know what's at stake
But you made yourself special, I wanna throw my life away for you
Full clip with zombie tips, I'll give all my days to you
Full speed on any street, I won't take a break to you
My patience and my peace, I'll feel all of the rage for you
There's a war outside and I can't lose all my dawgs
I can't choose right or wrong, right or wrong
With my dawgs, right or wrong
Writer(s): Mustafa Ahmed, Simon Hessman, Matthew Adam Tavares, Adam King Feeney, James Thomas Smith
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