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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tank
Tank
Vocals
B.A.M.
B.A.M.
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Hodge
Brandon Hodge
Songwriter
Durrell Babbs
Durrell Babbs
Songwriter
Johnnie Newt
Johnnie Newt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ruben Rivera
Ruben Rivera
Recording Engineer
B.A.M.
B.A.M.
Producer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

There's gonna be money We gonna let it ride, yeah Stand accuse a fuck boy and behave, yeah I bailed out when I promised I was gonna save you Man down, I didn't man up till later Now I'm serving these apologies like a waiter You look at me now Needing you back, down on my knees Sprite in my cup, you got me on lean Drink on the way, so I can cope Smoke in the air, I don't even smoke But it's so cold, so cold, so cold Cold, cold, so cold, so cold So cold, so cold, so cold Cold, cold, so cold, so cold Need you in my life So cold, so cold, so cold, oh yeah Out on these streets without you Up in these streets without you Out on these streets without you, baby Up in these streets without you So cold Maybe I deserve it, you been out here twerking Having fun, I see the ground Can't know from lurking Oh god, have you drinking more You letting them boys show you around While you going up, I'm going through Waiting around Needing you back, down on my knees Sprite in my cup, you got me on lean Drink on the way, so I can cope Smoke in the air, I don't even smoke But it's so cold, so cold, so cold Cold, cold, so cold, so cold So cold, so cold, so cold Cold, cold, so cold, so cold Need you in my life So cold, so cold, so cold, oh yeah Out on these streets without you I bought a rate on the first Filled it up with all my hope Started with kill all the hurt But it made it want you to know A??? fix temporary, temporary It ain't nothing really love me Only you can fix it, that's what I've been missing I'm just needing you to touch me I'm doing things that I never do I'm getting high just to fly above All of them things that were never true Lying to you wasn't worth enough, no, no Lying to you wasn't worth enough, no, no, no, no, no, no So cold, so cold, so cold Cold, cold, so cold, so cold So cold, so cold, so cold Cold, cold, so cold, so cold I'm freezing So cold, so cold, so cold Cold, cold, so cold, so cold Out on these streets without you Know it ain't the same Out on these streets without you Hitting corners with your main Out on these streets without you, baby It feels so lame Out on these streets without you So cold, need you, need you So cold without you here So cold without you near I don't wanna live I can't get it out, oh.
Writer(s): Johnnie V. Newt, Durrell Babbs, Brandon Alexander Hodge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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