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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Felix
Felix
Vocals
Louie Pastel
Louie Pastel
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gianluca Buccellati
Gianluca Buccellati
Songwriter
Rodaidh McDonald
Rodaidh McDonald
Songwriter
Adrian Waller
Adrian Waller
Songwriter
Olawale Onayemi
Olawale Onayemi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paris Texas
Paris Texas
Producer
Dilip
Dilip
Producer
Gianluca Buccellati
Gianluca Buccellati
Producer
Rodaidh McDonald
Rodaidh McDonald
Producer
William J. Sullivan
William J. Sullivan
Producer

Lyrics

There's people tryna kill me, other than me (hey) There's people tryna kill me, other than me There's people tryna kill me, other than me (out of my mind) My heart is like a drum, rrdd-umpum-pumpum-pum I can't say what I want, my conscience weighs a ton There's nowhere I can run, I thought it would be fun If I grabbed everyone inside the room and- Decided they're all done, and do them somethin' foul Like burn them to the ground, I don't feel safe and sound My ego makes me trip, and kicks me while I'm down When no one is around, I can't throw in the towel Gunshots, play them nurseries (bdoo) I lost real guys in the robbery (wham) Fast food, cigarettes in my arteries (wham) Rapper, damn, making bank off the catalogue (woo) Real beef, turn that into a sing-along (wham) My brother laid out, mixin' wrong pills (pew) Irony is that he got it from a MD (ugh) Somehow, you would've thought that would've stopped me (no) Pop one, pop two, I'ma pop star (aye) Who is tryna see a real G-O-D? You can see it in my face, I'ma hard R (yeah) You will never get my real P-O-V (Yeah) My thoughts get dark when it's just me (wham) This world's fucked up, is it just me? (Wham) I'm stuck in my ways, can't adjust me (no) Just me and my withering psyche (ww) There's people tryna kill me, other than me There's people tryna kill me, other than me (aye) (A penny for your thoughts) I'm walking in this bitch, I'm walking in this bitch Nowhere for me to run, I'm walking in this bitch I'm walking in this bitch, no stopping in this bitch The walls are closing in, start crawling in this bitch I'm haunting in this bitch, I'm walking in this bitch She said she finna cum, I'm fucking with this bitch She nothing without dick, no options for this bitch I'm walking in this bitch, I'm flawless in this bitch There's people tryna kill me, other than me There's people tryna kill me, other than me Death on my mind, I got death on my mind (I'm walking in this-) Death on the streets or it's death in the sky (I'm walking in this-) Die being fly, that's death in disguise (I'm walking in this-) Scythe in my cornea, had death in my eyes (I'm wal-wal-walking) What kind of death does the coroner survive? (I'm walking in this-) Buried under secrecy, I'm buried a-lies (I'm walking in this-) Buried who I am, and I'm buried alive (I'm walking in this-) How much I got left? I been waiting just to die (I'm wal-wal-walking) There's people tryna kill me (I'm walking in this-) Other than me (I'm walking in this-) There's people tryna kill me (I'm walking in this-) Other than me (I'm wal-wal-walking)
Writer(s): Gianluca Buccellati, Rodaidh Mcdonald, Adrian Waller, Olawale Oluwatosin Onayemi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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