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Jeezy - 19 - Forgive Me (feat. Monica) - Church In These Streets
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeezy
Jeezy
Vocals
Julian Michael
Julian Michael
Guitar
Monica
Monica
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alden Ellis
Alden Ellis
Songwriter
Larrance Dopson
Larrance Dopson
Songwriter
Charles Hamilton
Charles Hamilton
Songwriter
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Songwriter
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Smurf
Smurf
Producer
1500 or Nothin'
Co-Producer
Blanco The Ear
Blanco The Ear
Additional Producer
Micah Wyatt
Micah Wyatt
Recording Engineer
Seth Firkins
Seth Firkins
Mixing Engineer
Miles Walker
Miles Walker
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Jumper
Ryan Jumper
Assistant Mixing Engineer

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I been thuggin my whole fuckin' life One look at my babygirl I had to get it right Superman in these streets hey but you my kryptonite Im on this drink I'm on this smoke I'm going super crip tonight Something like a scientist, I mix it like it's antidote Then I sent that 8 ball down the block Scrappy Loc Rest in peace to Pookie Loc blame it on me never snitching Lord knows I ain't send the homie on no dummy mission Want to be like Uncle Wade can't believe I sold him crack Still a hero in my eyes he up in heaven tell him that Don't tell me how to raise my son just know he gone be a man If the scale of 1-10, know he gone be a grand Before I stand with flaw niggas I would rather stand alone Till I'm stand, on the top like what he standing on They say that I'm wishy washy ain't nobody perfect though They say Young you growing up hope they know you worth it though The shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me The shit I'm sippin' on got me trippin' will you forgive me Look you in your eyes when I'm talking know you hear me Just listen to the words to the song I know you feel me Cause ain't nobody perfect in this world please forgive me Shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' will you forgive me Look you in your eyes when I'm talking know you hear me The shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me I ain't them and they ain't me maybe that's the disconnect I do my tequila straight but I do not do disrespect You know I remind them though forgetful niggas they forget Before the deal I had a check and I put that on the set Breaking units down in fatty room, white mountains on the dresser 'Give me Auntie Sarah when we fell out look I knew was stressful Wasn't for you I ride on them look we in a rival gang Screaming fuck the other side, guess that just a rival thing 100 dollars re'ing up back then we always talked but since the fame ain't been the same Forgive me Mrs Brenda Ross, nah not your nephew acting like a rap nigga Like I ain't sit on your front porch talk shit and trap with you You asked me to help with your wedding, argument in front your kids Hurts me to the very day, lamest shit I ever did So please forgive me lil sister because I know I hurt your soul Your husband is a lucky man I hope he know you worth it though The shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me The shit I'm sippin' on got me trippin' will you forgive me Look you in your eyes when I'm talking know you hear me Just listen to the words to the song I know you feel me Cause ain't nobody perfect in this world please forgive me Shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' will you forgive me Look you in your eyes when I'm talking know you hear me The shit I'm smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me
Writer(s): Jack Yellen, Milton Ager Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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