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INTERPRÉTATION
GoldLink
GoldLink
Chant
Maleek Berry
Maleek Berry
Chant
Bibi Bourelly
Bibi Bourelly
Chœurs
Ari PenSmith
Ari PenSmith
Chœurs
Odie
Odie
Chœurs
Antonio N'vuala
Antonio N'vuala
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Maleek Berry
Maleek Berry
Paroles/Composition
D'Anthony Carlos
D'Anthony Carlos
Paroles/Composition
Richard Isong
Richard Isong
Paroles/Composition
Ariowa Irosogie
Ariowa Irosogie
Paroles/Composition
Antonio N'vuala
Antonio N'vuala
Paroles/Composition
Ari PenSmith
Ari PenSmith
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
P2J
P2J
Production
Adam Lunn
Adam Lunn
Ingénierie de mixage
Peter Hewitt-Dutton
Peter Hewitt-Dutton
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Sam Harper
Sam Harper
Ingénierie de prise de son
Javon Gant
Javon Gant
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Hey, feelin' like a brand new me And the entourage where the latest be And the sun don't shine where the gangstas be And we Russian roulette to a game of three Pop one, pop two, pop three, pop four And the sun don't shine 'round the year no more And the girls say yeah, ain't no 'no' no more And we richer than the rich, we ain't poor no more I ain't been back in a minute, that's crazy I ain't seen you 'round, don't call, don't page me Pull up on your block, don't you ever try to fade me Calm down, all good, baby, it's gravy I ain't been back in a minute, that's crazy I ain't seen you 'round, don't call, don't page me Pull up on your block, don't you ever try to fade me Calm down, all good, baby, it's gravy Oh, na, na-na Keep it on the low, na, na-na If you know, then you know, na, na-na 'Cause you can't catch me no more in the city life No more in the city life Yeah, hurt me, baby, put it on me like blam One leg up, made that booty go wham Smoke so much you done lost a pound But I ain't even trippin', ass still hittin' Body on go, IG, go Snatch their wig, possess their soul A man on road, squad on go Your neck on green, my neck on froze I ain't been back in a minute, that's crazy I ain't seen you 'round, don't call, don't page me Pull up on your block, don't you ever try to fade me Calm down, all good, baby, it's gravy I ain't been back in a minute, that's crazy I ain't seen you 'round, don't call, don't page me Pull up on your block, don't you ever try to fade me Calm down, all good, baby, it's gravy Oh, na, na-na Keep it on the low, na, na-na If you know, then you know, na, na-na 'Cause you can't catch me no more in the city life No more in the city life Oh, say yeah-yeah, say yeah-yeah Oh, we gon' be lowkey, say yeah-yeah Oh, if you love me, say yeah-yeah Oh, lowkey, yeah-yeah Oh, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah (yeah) Oh, oh, yeah, yeah Uh, yeah-yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Richard Isong Olowaranti Mbuk Isong, Ariowa Irosogie, Maleek Berry Shoyebi, Carlos D'anthony, Antonio Nvuala Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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