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johan lenox
johan lenox
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Lil Keed
Lil Keed
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Kota the Friend
Kota the Friend
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Frans Mernick
Frans Mernick
Programming
Nate Donmoyer
Nate Donmoyer
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
johan lenox
johan lenox
String Arranger
Frans Mernick
Frans Mernick
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Nate Donmoyer
Nate Donmoyer
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Raqhid Render
Raqhid Render
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Avery Marcel Joshua Jones
Avery Marcel Joshua Jones
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PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
johan lenox
johan lenox
Vocal Producer
Frans Mernick
Frans Mernick
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Nate Donmoyer
Nate Donmoyer
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Davide Cinci
Davide Cinci
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Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
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Lido
Lido
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Στίχοι

Remember when we still had easy money? I even used to wanna wake up early And never was hungover, sick or thirsty Cut class, get a couple 40's and a bus pass Shorty that adore me, I ain't good at making love last But I'ma run the city, and I'm trying to take you wit' me We could kick it in the park, sharing laughs, being giddy We don't ever wanna go home, happiness a stone's throw Birds of a feather, we don't gotta fly solo We was like the regulars at places that you don't go We never did associate with those who had no code Look into a better dream, said we wanted everything Tryna wrap our minds around a vision we had never seen Americano pie, everybody trying to get a piece Wonder if you know how much you meant to me? Throwback Thursday Remember when we still had easy money? I even used to wanna wake up early And never was hungover, sick or thirsty, yeah Throwback Thursday Nobody was fucking on the first date But it was still good to have a birthday I miss that Throwback Thursday, Thursday I had a dream that I'm back in eighth grade And walking home past the Citgo station I'm eating SweeTARTS I had a sweetheart I had the gang, we went to the theme park I don't just miss it, no, I'm still in it Don't get it twisted, it's a condition I think of shit and I just start wishing The acid's hitting while I'm paying tickets and Oh no, oh no, it's still such a lonely road One day we'll all be old Then we'll die alone Throwback Thursday Nobody was fucking on the first date But it was still good to have a birthday I miss that Throwback Thursday, Thursday Thursday I met you (Thursday) You gave me head and the pussy too I swear I never hit a lick without you (I never hit a lick without you) All I do is spend it, yeah, they crying 'bout you Tryna control me like I'm locked in the room Yeah, I bet that they'll spend their money on my tunes I never talking down on me, wish not I lose (wish not I lose) Big L for everyone, like I'm saying, "Fuck you" Hey, when did someone got a little weed? You ain't even big dog, that's bullshit Big ass diamond, bitch, I'm cooling Start roam 'bout me, bitch, you trollin' Throwback Thursday Remember when we still had easy money? I even used to wanna wake up early And never was hungover, sick or thirsty, yeah Throwback Thursday Nobody was fucking on the first date But it was still good to have a birthday I miss that Throwback Thursday, Thursday
Writer(s): Stephen Michael Feigenbaum, Frans Mernick, Nate Donmoyer, Raqhid Jevon Render, Avery Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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