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INTERPRÉTATION
Lil Tjay
Lil Tjay
Chant
Kyle Richh
Kyle Richh
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Olatunde Fasheun
Olatunde Fasheun
Paroles/Composition
Nicholas Torres
Nicholas Torres
Paroles/Composition
Rashad St. Clair Griffith
Rashad St. Clair Griffith
Paroles/Composition
Tione Merritt
Tione Merritt
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Nxrre
Nxrre
Production
Clariity
Clariity
Production
Darren Blanckensee
Darren Blanckensee
Ingénierie de prise de son
Brendan "Non Native" Walsh
Brendan "Non Native" Walsh
Ingénierie de mixage
Eric Lagg
Eric Lagg
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm (Ay, Nxrre) Kyle Heart been broke, it's the reason I'm cold Tru-trust on E, like, I'm tryna see if you fold Like, why would you lie? It's okay, now your feelings exposed I don't love like your regular guy If my feelings is hurt, I might just do the most Bitch, why you so pretty? I think my weakness is under her clothes Like, I'm in love with her moan She Caribbean, I should've known And she my baby, I make sure she froze And she don't accept Louis, she'd rather a rose Think back on the past Losing my peace, that's the life that I chose Big up, I gotta be easy Always thought you was never gon' fold (fold) Heatin' up, put my heart on the stove I remember when you said you'll ride 'til we old I be tryna play cool, but my feelings exposed You could blame it on me, but you know (you know) You would blame it on me if you could I'ma do what I do, be a ho Now I don't care Fuck it, it's up in the air, one nigga touch, I'ma flare Try me, I dare Switch on me, probably now, I see a opp, I do not spare Bitch, you was there (grah) Made you duck in the chair You know niggas wan' kill me (kill me) Think she tryna put me in the trap These niggas pussy, they probably gon' rat I'm tryna run it up, save all the stacks That's why it's plaque, after plaque, after plaque Know you won't stay if I went did the bid Type not to pick up and say that you napped Type to be ventin' to me, how you love me? Meanwhile, you lettin' some other nigga crack I know it's facts, bitch Fuck, I gave you my all Strokin' a gun with my back on the wall If you not gonna slide, then you better provide These niggas want me to fall Why everybody relyin' on me? Is it real, is shit a façade? Can't feel my face, fuck, I'm so misunderstood Take drugs to get out of this world Don't regret every risk that I took I can't cry, put the pain in a 'Wood Why would I die for some fame in the hood? (Why would I die?) (Why would I die for some fame in the-?) Know niggas wan' kill me Why would I die? Fuck it, it is what is
Writer(s): Tione Merritt, Rashad St Clair Griffith, Nicholas Rafael Torres, Olatunde Fasheun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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