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Metro Boomin - Overdue (with Travis Scott) (Lyrics)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Programmation
Milan Beker
Milan Beker
Claviers
Annie
Annie
Artiste samplé
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Hannah Robinson
Hannah Robinson
Paroles/Composition
Richard Phillips
Richard Phillips
Paroles/Composition
Annie Strand
Annie Strand
Paroles/Composition
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Paroles/Composition
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Production
Milan Beker
Milan Beker
Production complémentaire
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio, do you ever? Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio, do you ever? Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio, do you ever Wonder why or where I am now? Do you ever feel ashamed? Do you ever feel ashamed? Do you ever feel ashamed? Do you even feel a thing? Woo Overtime and overdue (due) Ain't no sleep, that is old news (old news) Been outside, that's with the crew (yeah) Made my night up on the move (on the move) In the morning, get the news (check the news) She come home, I heard the zoom (skrt, skrt) I step outside, I need my peace (peace) Take one down to hit my peak (yeah, yeah yeah) Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio, do you ever? Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio, do you ever? Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio, do you ever Wonder why or where I am now? Do you ever feel a- I feel I overuse myself, I overuse myself I feel, I mean I overdid myself, I overdid myself I feel, I mean I overuse my nights, I overdid my nights I overdid my nights Yeah Hit the lights and hit a right (lights) Took everything, ain't nothing left (ain't left) Count your blessings, count your steps (straight up) At your throat like we that strep It's way too cold under this flesh (yeah) All week we ball, but we don't mesh (ball) All week we drink, leave us a mess (drinking) Down all my drugs, it is old news (yeah) I'm with Lil Harold (21), been with Nudy (on the low) Them the ones, you see me when they all leave The Glock on tip though (God), lit when we Chevy (21) They already know it's not too many About the clique though (yeah), this shit been busy Chasin' after paper, come and get me (me) Like I'm sick though, sippin' plenty (sip) We been outside, going in (21)
Writer(s): Anne Lilia Berge Strand, Jacques Webster, Hannah Robinson, Leland Tyler Wayne, Richard X, Allen Ritter, Milan Beker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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