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SAINt JHN - "Sucks To Be You" (Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SAINt JHN
SAINt JHN
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Stashenko
Lee Stashenko
Songwriter
Carlos St. John Phillips
Carlos St. John Phillips
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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f a l l e n
Producer
Roark Bailey
Roark Bailey
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

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Told Lee he'd be a millionaire Sucks to be you 'Cause I would've loved you I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells I thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands It sucks to be you 'Cause I would've loved you I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels Thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands The story don't start all great I'm a gorilla goin' ape I'm just a street nigga tryna make a milli' in all the wrong ways I'm runnin' all the wrong plays They said I was born the wrong shade I should've made it five years ago My nigga I was really born late I used to carry sticks in my clothes Carry work in my shoes Below the poverty line What you expect me to do? Runnin' through this life until 21, 22 Until I had to make a choice You helped me to choose She said she believed in me just keep on goin' Just make sure when you get there leave the door open I said you know who I am, it's the kid from Brooklyn I wish you still believed even though tears are soaking Sucks to be you 'Cause I would've loved you I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells I thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands It sucks to be you 'Cause I would've loved you I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels Thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands So I tell nobody 'bout my dreams, workin' at the hotel 'Cause I don't think confessions over there might go well And goin' back to the hood means that I of course failed You either kill or you're roadkill so I say Moved uptown, Kyra, you gave me a place to stay Mama kicked me out back then She did it ungraciously Came home to all of the locks changed on New Year's Eve I'm glad we're doin' better, we're both okay I stayed there for like three years Oh, bless her heart and soul She's worth a pot of gold She's worth a thousand years in G-Wagons on the road I made a promise, I keep it Won't ever betray those She said she believed in me just keep on goin' Just make sure when you get there leave the door open I said you know who I am, it's the kid from Brooklyn I had abandonment issues you left me broken Sucks to be you 'Cause I would've loved you I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells I thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands It sucks to be you 'Cause I would've loved you I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels Thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands It sucks to be you
Writer(s): Lee Stashenko, Carlos St. John Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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