Vídeo musical
Créditos
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ty'Ron Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kiyoto
Producer
Letras
Ayye, Aye, Ayye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Sometimes I feel like I took all I can take
Next day here some more bullshit on my plate
I just wanna get away let a nigga escape
My heart was kinda full but it's still on deflate (Yea)
And maybe it's gon' take some time
'Wonder what they'd say if everybody had my eyes
Tell you what it take to make a grown man cry
Still ten toes and my head to the sky
Yea my head to the, look
I took all I can take
This ain't the way it's s'posed to be
Don't you tell me it's fate
This the shit I think about when it get real late
Talking to my crazy doctor, he replied, "can't relate", damn
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Aye, Aye, Aye
I gotta, go for the gold,
Fuck, what I've been told
Now they looking at me like this nigga really bold
That luxury on hold
I'm feeling kinda froze
The only ring I got, is the one up in my nose
And I just wanna glow, drip from head to toe
Feel like drizzy sending love to all my haters, x and o's
Flow cold need a coat, flow cold, think I'm Cole
Sometimes I feel like I took all I can take
Next day here some more bullshit on my plate
I just wanna get away let a nigga escape
My heart was kinda full but it's still on deflate (yea)
Look, I took all I can take
This ain't the way it's s'posed to be
Don't you tell me it's fate
This the shit I think about when it get real late
Talking to my crazy doctor, he replied, "can't relate"
Writer(s): Tyron Hall
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