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INTERPRÉTATION
Goody Grace
Goody Grace
Interprète
Julian Gramma
Julian Gramma
Programmation
J Gramm
J Gramm
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Goody Grace
Goody Grace
Paroles/Composition
Damini Ebunoluwa Ogulu
Damini Ebunoluwa Ogulu
Paroles/Composition
Julian Gramma
Julian Gramma
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Julian Gramma
Julian Gramma
Production
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jeff Ellis
Jeff Ellis
Ingénierie de mixage
J Gramm
J Gramm
Production

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Ain't nobody ever left my town That'll be the day I let them put me in the ground Baby, I'll be gone with the winds of the winter All black, shades on, 'cause I'm on some Bob Dylan shit Heartbroke at 18, still feelin' it They tell me don't forget where you came from But how can I forget? Oh, you think you boys are famous You just on some fake shit Always doing the same shit All your girls are basic I'm out in LA, shit But aint on no LA shit Catch me with the same clique All it took was patience, yeah Fuck a cigarette, roll up a backwood And fuck the internet, I'm from the backwoods Yeah, fuck a cigarette roll up a blunt please And fuck the internet, I'm from the country Ain't nobody ever left my town That'll be the day I let them put me in the ground Baby, I'll be gone with the winds of the winter, yeah Riding through the city on my own Probably never gonna find a place to call home But still, I'll be gone with the winds of the winter Everyone's in danger, riding with the bangers It's crazy what we came from, hatred and anger Niggas on the back block with a hundred laptops And a couple bank cards, nigga, that's that scam art, that part Young boys collecting big amounts, wire it all to different accounts Please don't be offended by the way I'm acting out I might show up unannounced 'Cause it's static with some niggas from the other side of town I ain't scared, I rock my jewelry everywhere (everywhere) I don't give a fuck, I'm from the third world (third world) And fuck the internet, I'm really outside So don't you ever try to play about mine Ain't nobody ever left my town That'll be the day I let them put me in the ground Baby, I'll be gone with the winds of the winter, yeah Riding through the city on my own Probably never gonna find a place to call home But still, I'll be gone with the winds of the winter
Writer(s): Julian Gramma, Damini Ebunoluwa Ogulu, Grace Goody Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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