Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Voces
Fousheé
Fousheé
Voces
Kenny Beats
Kenny Beats
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Fousheé
Fousheé
Autoría
Justin Marshall
Justin Marshall
Autoría
Kenneth Blume III
Kenneth Blume III
Autoría
Michael Meagher
Michael Meagher
Autoría
Rory McDougall
Rory McDougall
Autoría
Thomas Martin
Thomas Martin
Autoría
Paul Anthony Bender
Paul Anthony Bender
Autoría
Simon Mavin
Simon Mavin
Autoría
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Autoría
Producción e ingeniería
Kenny Beats
Kenny Beats
Producción
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingeniería de mezcla
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Jeremie Inhaber
Jeremie Inhaber
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Spencer Dennis
Spencer Dennis
Ingeniería de grabación
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
I don't wanna die but I will for the cause
Swallowing my pride like them pills y'all be you off
I hate when you high but you hate feeling lost
I hate every time that you ask, "Can we talk?"
[Verse 2]
Tell me what I did now, drying off your tears now
Fighting for some years now, something gotta give
I don't want a rebound, I just wanna sleep sound
Don't wanna dream' bout the shit I done did
You know these trips come with baggage, been all 'cross this atlas
But keep coming back to this place 'cause it trapped us
I preach what I practice, these streets all I know
And there's no place like home
[Verse 3]
Ooh
Take, take me home like I clicked my shoes
I'm up, the price is sky high
Please save your two cents, I'm fine
I got no sensor, I vibe
Like ooh ah, ooh ah
Only abide by my rules
[Verse 4]
Yeah, I'm on PCH going South, blower on the seat
With the windows down, music loud, let 'em hear the beat
When it's quiet out I hear the sound of those who rest in peace
Tryna drown the violence out but let 'em say that they want beef
And we riding out, finding out where them n****s be
If they hanging out, lay 'em out, airing out the street
Then it's out the way, outta state, please don't tell on me
Don't need no more felonies, all these broken memories
[Verse 5]
I be solo dolo, never know who working with police
When I hit the set, It's loaded, I don't know who envy me
I'm the only one who made it out, you remember me?
Is you a friend of me? You plan on killing me? No?
[Verse 6]
Ooh
Take, take, take me home like I clicked my shoes
I'm up, the price is sky high
Please save your two cents, I'm fine
I got no sensor, I vibe
Like, oh ah, ooh ah
Only abide by my rules
[Verse 7]
And I make mistakes sometimes, I
I try
I can't tell you who's an ally
I can't tell you who, who
Written by: Britanny Fousheé, Justin Marshall, Kenneth Blume III, Marc Paul Petaccia, Michael Meagher, Paul Bender, Rory McDougall, Simon Kerr, Simon Marvin, Thomas Bryan Bragg Jr., Thomas Martin, Tony Kerr, Vince Staples
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