Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandon Cordoba
Piano
Corbin Jones
Bass
Roger "Joose" Benford
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ayomari A
Songwriter
TiRon Jeffries
Songwriter
Nkrumah Kwame Kurankye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Go Ronnie
Producer
Testi
I'm flesh, bone ain't made of bricks
Gotta get a grip
Grow your skin thick
Man up
Gotta have grit
Big boys don't what?
Shed tears
Hold shit in
Show no fear
Let it build up over years
Put your cape on be the drill
Here's a bandaid for the spills
Just deal with it
The world too cold
You can't feel for real
Just take the pill
It's instilled in us
If you don't know yourself
You can't grow yourself
Don't wanna talk about it
Don't wanna talk about it
So you bet not bring it up
Don't wanna talk about it
Cause I know
Don't
Nobody wanna know
What they don't wanna know
So you bet not bring it up
So you bet not bring it up
Yeah
Sometimes I don't wanna talk like no
Sometimes I don't feel alright like whoa
What I'm finna do if it don't get better
What I'm gon do if it never don't change
One wrong move and I might just lose it
Or do somethin extra
Feel a lot of pressure
Messed up
Lashed out
Feeling my breath trying to catch up
Anger ain't nothin but fear just dressed up
Hangin my head like I don't feel blessed up
Can't stop overthinking now I'm stressed out
Can't stand my reflection
I don't need no lecture
I said I
Don't wanna talk about it
Don't wanna talk about it
So you bet not bring it up
Don't wanna talk about it
Cause I know
Don't
Nobody wanna know
What they don't wanna know
So you bet not bring it up
So you bet not bring it up
Better not bring it up
But what if we'd be better off
If we bring it up
Better not bring it up
But what if we'd be better off
If we bring it up
Written by: Ayomari A, Nkrumah Kwame Kurankye, TiRon Jeffries
