Video musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alon Crooks
Alon Crooks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Crooks
Jeremy Crooks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dee Miinor
Dee Miinor
Producer
Dion George
Dion George
Producer
Blutori
Blutori
Producer
David Lee
David Lee
Mixing Engineer
Erick Labson
Erick Labson
Mastering Engineer

Letra

A facade in full effect Cut broads, cut the check A love loss is the cost Of securin the bag I hashtagged that "the glass half full" Even though I feel like a class act asshole All I wants a drink Maybe pass that smoke I don't even take puffs But maybe I can inhale hope And blow out the blood Spillin from my heart But I'd hit that shit so hard I'd blow out my lungs Tryna mend my scars Addicted to substance Cuz there was none between us When the foundation is fuckin And she Snuck in my Bed That's not love, that's a bluff There's no gettin ahead From just gettin a head Lust takes you to the ledge Forces you to jump and watch A burning bridge I wanted the grace Wanted the favor Wanted to save her Wanna play savior But I can't have God's role This can't help but die slow Comatose with a fat ass bow Giftin myself with the pain Thinkin I'm exempt from effect But it's one in the same So when the homies call it's not the right approach "Fuck a hoe, fuck a bitch" Fuck you bro, don't assist No callin my phone Don't come in my home Just alone with the pain It's grown everyday I can't feel it ascended Thought we got laid in Heaven But the road to Hell is paved with good intentions The road to Hell is goin well Felt this high, saw this light Oh, this died down Is this life, cold as ice? Or just right now? All this time, living lies But we wise now Insecurities peaked, we never had the vision Won't subscribe, cut ties to the masochism How we envision elopin and thinkin bout forever? When we know we bringing the worst out in each other Severed the jugular, never yelled so loud in my life You saw red, lead you to be the cold malevolent type Infatuation when we act all giddy giddy Ends quickly, epiphanies is not fifty fifty Fuckin with me not mandatory, this ain't nothing to prove I'd rather live my life and you live your truth Fuck the rules No callin my phone Don't come in my home Just alone with the pain It's grown everyday I can't feel it ascended Thought we got laid in Heaven But the road to Hell is paved with good intentions The road to Hell I'll never go I'll just leave, you're fuckin with my flow bi-
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