Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
praise.
Interprète
Sammy Atlas
Chant
Praise McNealy
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Sammy Atlas
Composition
Praise McNealy
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Sammy Atlas
Production
Praise McNealy
Production
Paroles
She said, "P, you not lovable"
Baby, you so right
She said, "P boy, I'm done with you"
Baby, it's alright
How do it feel to be number two?
I don't know
How do it feel to be done with you?
I don't wanna know
Complicating life
Overanalyzing everything
I feel like something ain't fine
Something ain't right
Life feel like it's just fading now
Credits roll, got a lil' paper now
Family think that I'm famous now
And everybody think I made it out
Ain't talked to Jasmine in a few months
Crazy how we said that we was cool once
Ain't seen the man that I knew once
Momma like praise can't get through to ya
Damn, I miss Grandma Angie (oh)
Places and feelings I can't go
God damn, I miss Grandma Angie (oh)
If skin was little brighter, they'll call me folk
But they act like they can't understand me
The fuck is y'all talking 'bout plan b?
Do I do it for me or the family?
Do I do it for me or the Grammy?
Farewell, I say farewell
I wish you well, oh how
For you, I say farewell
Oh, oh, farewell (I wish you, wish her)
Fuck it, I hit my little dance now
Everybody, they come with they hands out
Can't wait for you, I'm not time well
Said, "Momma, your son is the man now"
I say, "Bye," I say, "I'll see you tomorrow"
Gotta feel it, I sing with my eyes closed
Tell little P he'll be alright
Tell him that it'll be fine now
Farewell
Farewell
Farewell
I won't say bye, I'll see you later
Farewell
Farewell
Farewell
I won't say bye, I'll see you later (farewell)
Written by: Praise McNealy, Sammy Atlas