Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dre'es
Performer
Gaiuh
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andres de la Pena
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JonFlëtch
Producer
Maurice F.
Producer
Lyrics
We are bound to be gods
We'll see flaws, my attitude see-saws
How it ends? I don't know
Walking blind down the road
Eyes white from pot of gold
This is no secret (I'm out here solo)
I love chaos (Feeling like gold)
I face demons (I'm out here solo, feeling like gold)
I roll solo (Feeling like what?)
How it ends? I don't know
Walking blind down the road
Eyes white from pot of gold
Feeling like gold
Get it yourself but don't sell out your soul
Well kinfolk gone get it cause they'll never know
I promise I failed on the first time
I didn't do great on the second either
Third time got better but better ain't good enough
I finally shoulda fell out of love
See I played the victim when (?) dove
But kinfolk they got my back
I dip and I dodge
All of the negative energy
All of my unhealthy tendencies
All of my words that say necessary
All of my words are directory
Yeah I'm finding a purpose in bettering persons
I upgraded versions
I'm running in circles
I'm finding a purpose
I'm finally meeting myself and yeah
Slowly but surely I'm scratching the surface
I'm finding nothing but dirt
But I'm digging for diamonds it's what I deserve
Keeping the safe is like goin in reverse
Keeping the safe is like goin in reverse
Yeah I'm tryna get where I'm going they get on my nerves
? of course I was scared I was see (?)
I run it they don't act on ? but act on a act different
So it's gon rain on your planned picnic
They want a plaque but I planned different
I chill in the back sitting
I'm patient I waiting but attack get it
We are bound to be gods
We'll see flaws, my attitude see-saws
How it ends? I don't know
Walking blind down the road
Eyes white from pot of gold
This is no secret (I'm out here solo)
I love chaos (Feeling like gold)
I face demons (I'm out here solo, feeling like gold)
I roll solo (Feeling like what?)
How it ends? I don't know
Walking blind down the road
Eyes white from pot of gold
We are bound to be gods
We'll see flaws, my attitude see-saws
How it ends? I don't know
Walking blind down the road
Eyes white from pot of gold
I am, you are, we are, gods
One, two, three, four
We gon get you now
You'll fend for yourself
And get your own kin for help
Not (?) you'll see god, see god, see god, see god (yeah, yeah)
Hand-in-hand were my friends with gods
In myself I see god
I say lord check my eyes
I'm far above, you see god, see god, see god, see god
Not here to help you open my arms
Or invest in your calls
I have no time to talk
I'm not a friendly, see god, see god, see god, see god
I'm on my negative bullshit, fuck your positive good vibes
I'm on my negative shit, negative shit
Fuck all your good vibes and unfriend your (?)
Yeah, (?) look ma a problem I know
Uh, yeah, pop it woah, yeah, uh, pop it woah yeah
(?) Look ma a problem I know
Uh, yeah, pop it woah, yeah, uh, pop it woah yeah
See god, see god, see god, see god, see god
Written by: Andres de la Pena