Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Leon Bridges
Voix principales
Nate Mercereau
Guitare
Austin Michael Jenkins
Chœurs
Joshua Block
Batterie
Jeff Dazey
Saxophone
Ricky Reed
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Todd Bridges
Paroles/Composition
Nate Mercereau
Paroles/Composition
Eric Burton Frederic
Paroles/Composition
Wayne Hector
Paroles/Composition
Austin Michael Jenkins
Paroles/Composition
Joshua Block
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Nate Mercereau
Production
Ricky Reed
Production
Ethan Shumaker
Ingénierie de prise de son
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Galland
Ingénierie de mixage
Robin Florent
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Scott Desmarais
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Chris Gehringer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Ain't got no riches, ain't got no money that runs long
But I got a heart that's strong
And a love that's tall
Ain't got no name, ain't got no fancy education
But I can see right through
A powdered face on a painted fool
Let me slip through (let me slip through)
Why you tryna hold me back? (I ain't)
I'm just tryna move up front
Lil' more of this, lil' less of that (can you feel me?)
Let me come through (let me come through)
I'm tired of being in the back (a'ight)
I'm just tryna move up front
A lil' more of this, a lil' less of that, yeah
They tell me I was born to lose
But I made a good, good thing out of bad, bad news
I don't worry, don't worry, don't worry about people in my face
I hit 'em with the style and grace
And watch their ankles break
I know you wish, I know you wish I would fade away
But I got more to say, Lord, they pray
Let me slip through (let me slip through)
Why you tryna hold me back? (I ain't)
I'm just tryna move up front
Lil' more of this, lil' less of that (can you feel me?)
Let me come through (let me come through)
I'm tired of being in the back (a'ight)
I'm just tryna move up front
A lil' more of this, a lil' less of that, yeah
They tell me I was born to lose
But I made a good, good thing out of bad, bad news
All day, all night, alright, alright
All day, all night, alright, alright
All day, all night, alright, alright
All day, all night
They tell me I was born to lose
But I made a good, good thing out of bad, bad news
Writer(s): Wayne Anthony Hector, Eric Burton Frederic, Austin Michael Jenkins, Joshua Block, Nate Mercereau, Todd Leon Bridges
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