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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Towkio
Towkio
Interprète
Peter CottonTale
Peter CottonTale
Programmation
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Programmation
Lido
Lido
Programmation
Nico Segal
Nico Segal
Programmation
Macie Stewart
Macie Stewart
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Nate Fox
Nate Fox
Composition
Preston Oshita
Preston Oshita
Composition
Peder Losnegård
Peder Losnegård
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Teddy Jackson
Teddy Jackson
Production
Peter CottonTale
Peter CottonTale
Production
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Production
Lido
Lido
Production
Nate Fox
Nate Fox
Production
Nico Segal
Nico Segal
Production
Steve Anderson
Steve Anderson
Ingénierie de mixage
Elton Chueng
Elton Chueng
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

You and your friends watch videos, try and dance like Beyoncé You was raised a church girl, now you always find yourself out on Sunday And do on Monday the same thing you did Tuesday And Wednesday feel the same Now you feel uncool like your auntie husband and you don't wanna feel that lame But you don't know that much, but it's okay go pour that up If you got your drink then hold that up 'Cause you ain't pay for it 'cause you got a big ol' ass So somebody bought it, you ain't gotta pay that back I'm like, each night and it don't get old But just know everything that glisten ain't gold so Don't believe everything you've been told Just know that your future ain't sittin' in stone like Rolling Stone, I rock like granite Hit the stage, rock the mic like Janet If I say things they might just happen Turn stock to seeds, I might just plant it up With no ring, just a Saturn, whip You used to get your son from baby daddy (uh) I ain't judgin' beauty pageants but Time ain't never movin' backwards, so okay get this infamy I just feel all the vibe that you sent for me If God sent me an inquiry about angels and instantly You fell outta the sky with a pair of some angel wings Would you believe in the thing called destiny? So would you live for me? Or die for me? Or sin for me? Or play along baby girl like a symphony? I'm like Would you live for me? Die for me? Sin for me? Cry for me? Baby, if I wrote you a symphony (Come On! Ay Play Along! Ay) Tell me, would you play along? Tell me, would you play along? Tell me, would you play along? Would you live for me? Die for me? Sin for me? Cry for me? Baby, if I wrote you a symphony Tell me, would you play along? Tell me, would you play along? Tell me, would you play along? I said, play along play along, like it ain't that hard Don't act too cool, play your part And if your card decline and you claim fraud Then if your man's there, then he gon' take that charge But if it's never your fault then it's never your fault If you don't got money, you can save that thought And you ain't learn a thing, now you pay back loans For that diploma that sit on your wall at home (damn) So who you owe, what you own, you say you grown But I can't tell, pop out, best fit you gon' put it on But you still out here takin' them big L's Broken nail, crack the screen Worked at noon, slept 'til 3, at the club you risked it all 'Cause you stayed there 'til they turned the lights on Lookin' for that love in basketball (like why?) Really, no, I'm just sayin' You be looking for the right things in wrong places Like a man catch chills from your body language At this point get lost in translation Like Damn, know they got it in for me I can feel all the vibe that you sent for me It's scientific chemistry, you wifey, WiFi, you connect to me So let me be the Adam and you be Eve Really girl I'm just tryin' to feel your energy So would you live for me? Or die for me? Or sin for me? Or play along baby girl like a symphony? I'm like Would you live for me? Die for me? Sin for me? Cry for me? Baby, if I wrote you a symphony Tell me, would you play along? (Come On!) Play Along Tell me, would you play along? (Yo) Tell me, would you play along? If God sent me an inquiry about angels that he missed consistently And then you fell out of the sky with some angel wings Would you believe it was meant to be? Huh? Like Oh, baby it's your move (Play along, play) It's your move Tell me what you want to do, yeah So, tell me what you want to do Tell me what you want to do, yeah
Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Peder Losnegard, Nate Fox, Nicolas Segal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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