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Bryson Tiller - Years Go By (Visualizer)
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Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Paroles/Composition
Nicholas M. Warwar
Nicholas M. Warwar
Paroles/Composition
Tarik Azzouz
Tarik Azzouz
Paroles/Composition
Simon Robert Beddoe
Simon Robert Beddoe
Paroles/Composition
Tommy Evans
Tommy Evans
Paroles/Composition
Dominic Howard
Dominic Howard
Paroles/Composition
Tarek Christopher Modi
Tarek Christopher Modi
Paroles/Composition
Daniel James Templeman
Daniel James Templeman
Paroles/Composition
Ruby Wood
Ruby Wood
Paroles/Composition
C. Hargreaves
C. Hargreaves
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
STREETRUNNER
STREETRUNNER
Production
Tarik Azzouz
Tarik Azzouz
Production
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
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DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
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Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
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With what the young generation's doing And I'm like, "Yo, man, you really just got to do this, like" Worrying about or tryna figure out What they, if they gon' like it or not Aww man, you gon' have about five years go by Next thing you know, you ain't gon' wanna do this shit no more But you really just gotta do you (Yeah) (Going by) (Going, going, gone, gone, gone, gone) (Going by) (Going, going, gone, gone, gone, gone) Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah (Going by) Go Years go by, where we at right now? (Now) Dog we might be able to relax right now (now) Pressure on me whenever I'm flatlined down I can't keep 'em on my back right now The game called me and said, "Come back right now" (right now) Put the fire on the fuckin' wax right now, yeah (right now) She want all the eggs in one batch right now, but (right, right now) I can't risk that right now, no City on fire, that's 'cause of me and Jack, huh (me and Jack) 50 deuce got the city loose, goin' platinum (goin' platinum) Spit the truth in the booth, give it to the fandom (fandom) Listen boo, I gotta make these anthems Anywho, she went ghost on me, Danny Phantom Single ladies, romance 'em (romance 'em) Hold me baby, no ransom Know me crazy, throwin' tantrums (Yeah) Know me crazy Know me crazy (Baby, baby) Yeah (oh) Years go by (yeah) Years go by (yeah) Years go by Listen up (going by) Huh Yeah, show tonight, hoe it's hype, won't you let go tonight Baby, get closer right, it was meant for you (yeah) Heard it right, bitches ain't sittin' it for you (no) Certified, bonafide, genuine for you, that's (that's real-real) That's a fuckin' synonym for you Givenchy, you like em? I'll send 'em in for you Split it with a nigga, got the dividends for you You down with it, wood brown, cinnamon for you Yeah, you don't live for this life, girl, I know But this is the life I know Yes, it took a little time Just a grown nigga, but I've grown since then And I promise, we gon' keep it solid Keep away all the monsters Fuck this nonsense, no dividin', we conquer It's that anniversary Sing that shit like Tony, sing this chorus and this verse for me Bae it's Gawdtilla (Where you goin'?) ('Fore this time go) (Going, going, gone, gone, gone) Go Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Writer(s): Simon Beddoe, Dominic Howard, Ruby Wood, Tarek Modi, Bryson Tiller, Christopher Hargreaves, Tarik Azzouz, Nicholas Warwar, Tommy Evans, Daniel Templeman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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