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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bladee
Bladee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Reichwald
Benjamin Reichwald
Songwriter
Richard Ortiz
Richard Ortiz
Songwriter
Axel Tufvesson
Axel Tufvesson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Sherman
Yung Sherman
Producer
F1lthy
F1lthy
Producer
Glasear
Glasear
Producer

Songtexte

(Wake up, F1LTHY) Cold Visions Every night I get that cold vision It's like when you think your phone's missing It's like falling but there's no limit It's like a heart with a hole in it In the sewer there's some gold in it They counted me out for no reason What's the reason then? Show me We got high during the prohibition Me and Whitearmor going high speed I'm in Miami doing Tai Chi I'm in a forest with a high priest I'm in Off-White Nike like a hypebeast Weed hittin' me like a nice breeze My whole lifе is like a livestream Put that drama shit bеsides me Put Yung Lean inside a iced tea Put a window on my life, so much that I look out of it Keep your pedestal and price I wanna get in a fight I can't work out what's your vibe But I do feel I'm above it To be honest, I don't love it Running to it, running from it (Running, running, running) What if I never make it back from this damn panic attack? GTB sliding in a Hellcat, bumping From First to Last When I die they're gon' make a park bench, saying "This where he sat" Me and Yung Sherman going rehab, this shit is very sad Me and Yung Sherm in Venice Beach, man, this shit is very rad Me and Yung Sherman at the gym working out and getting tanned I never will see you again and I hope you understand I'm crashing down, some' like a wave over castles made of sand What if I never make it back from this damn panic attack? (What if I don't?) GTB sliding in a Hellcat, bumping From First to Last (What's up, homie?) When I die they're gon' make a park bench, saying "This where he sat" (This shit forever) Me and Yung Sherman going rehab, this shit is very sad (Gotta get right) Me and Yung Sherm in Venice Beach, man, this shit is very rad Me and Yung Sherman at the gym working out and getting tanned (Gotta get the gains, man) I never will see you again and I hope you understand (This shit forever) I'm crashing down, some' like a wave over castles made of sand (I'm crashing down) (This shit forever) Cold Trust (I'm having Cold Visions)
Writer(s): Axel Tufvesson, Benjamin Reichwald, Richard Ortiz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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