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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleepy Hallow
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegan Chambers
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
Johnathan Scott
Johnathan Scott
Songwriter
Karel Jorge
Karel Jorge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Great John
Great John
Producer
Boone McElroy
Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer
Brandon Deokinanan
Brandon Deokinanan
Mixing Engineer

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Givin' up my self-control 'Cause tryna keep away is hopeless Baby, will you let me know? Let me know if it's showing Givin' up my self-control How I let myself get too wild? Hold me down or let me go Don't forget me, baby, don't be senile Ayy, she said that she wanna be my lover Ayy, love me like I'm family or brother That's my-, uh, I can't treat her like no other Yeah, that's my-, uh, she can't treat me like no other Ayy, this ain't no regular, uh, this ain't no regular whip She ain't no regular, she ain't no regular bitch Uh, this ain't no regular Glock, uh, that ain't no regular clip Uh, boy, you a regular opp, uh, I send a regular hit Uh, jail tests my patience In ninth grade, I dropped out, started chasing And my dog ain't been the same since they laced him And my dog ain't been the same since they laced him Ayy, uh, say what you want I used to play for fun Huh, I started playing with guns Run up on niggas and aim it up Ayy, play with us Uh, please don't play with us Savage, bet I'll spray it up Bad bitch wanna lay with us Ayy, I don't know what I'm capable of Baby, I been doing so much, why it never feel like enough? Uh, you know I be in the cut, you should stay away, this ain't what you want Uh, I ain't tryna be alone, but I do better on my own, uh Givin' up my self-control 'Cause tryna keep away is hopeless Baby, will you let me know? Let me know if it's showing Uh, givin' up my self-control Uh, how I let myself get too wild? Uh, hold me down or let me go Don't forget me, baby, don't be senile Ayy, I came up from nada Uh, Nike turned to Prada Uh, robber robbed the robbers Uh, shooter shoot the shottas Bitch, I got a daughter, I'm a poppa I just hope I don't get locked up In the spot with a chopper Shit got real, you ain't pop up I'm too sick, need a doctor I be ballin', need a sponsor She don't love me, she just want bucks I don't really love her, I just wanna fuck I can't sleep, gotta stay up Uh, can't lay up We got demons on us Uh, they be in the cut, uh Givin' up my self-control 'Cause tryna keep away is hopeless Baby, will you let me know? Let me know if it's showing Givin' up my self-control (givin' up my self-control) 'Cause tryna keep away is hopeless ('cause tryna keep away is hopeless) Baby, will you let me know? (Baby, will you let me know?) Let me know if it's showing (let me know if it's showing)
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Tegan Chambers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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