Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grizzy Wynter
Grizzy Wynter
Performer
Gerald Wynter
Gerald Wynter
Vocals
vanessa McColl
vanessa McColl
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Wynter
Gerald Wynter
Songwriter
vanessa McColl
vanessa McColl
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kush Kaprice
Kush Kaprice
Producer
J Thompson
J Thompson
Mastering Engineer

Letras

She been a woman since the age of 12 All the lil yuth used to give her hell Her step daddy, made her call him daddy And that's something only the scars will tell She knew her body gave her power and she didn't wanna be weak From that moment on became a Padawan to make men bow at her feet She living a fast life With a faster car Couple tricks who's paper long A ball player, a business man, superstar she let hit it raw A penthouse with a stupid view Her mom's house is paid in full Her step dad in ground cause of some shooter's she threw the pussy too Intoxicated by power of it She got a bag and kept coming All Cause she kept em cummin Strange lil play make you want for nothing How women will kill for a piece of mind and a man kills to be inside her thighs She saw the plays and decided to maximize Didn't wanna be another hoe left behind Her fast life match her highlights The slow nights she floating to stay right The mask is cracking on game nights She never felt whole a hole in her hoe life Holds the paper vice tight Only way she sleeps in the moonlight Playing spin the bottle at deaths door An overdose is a play fight Superstar knocked her up, fatty stacks She was up an gone, a clinic stop, she knocked it out She didn't want it to knock her off Her soul cold but her skin is soft The pills hittin, the lines are drawn Another trick inside her lips She caught em all like Pokemon She keeps on drowning her feelings Yeah yeah yeah yeah Just so she don't have to feel them Yeah yeah yeah yeah Thought the money would heal her Yeah Thought the money would heal her Yeah Expectations are a killer babe Ex, expectations are a killer babe From the outside she a ball-a-holic But her insides are torn apart Just like the Mona Lisa She smiles with a heavy heart All she ever wanted was love But only learned how to fuck So anytime she met a good dude She'd buss it open figured that's all they want Her mental all twisted up So many men ripped her up She numb like her fists in cuffs While she tossed up like fisticuffs, she Just another day when you missing love She'd talk to god but he don't talk to sluts So she push her luck till her time is up Then midnight hit and she didn't see sun
Writer(s): Gerald Wynter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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