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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryshawn Kirkpatrick Harmon
Songwriter
歌詞
I'm so high, I need to calm down, you know I'm tryna find a freak
She want my love, but I can't show her, but just know you what I need
I can't tell you bout my feelings, that's a secret just for me
I want that money in my pocket, my heart goes out to the grand
They say BK don't come around, I been laid back and I'm chillin, I'm just tryna find
My sound I ain't show them how I'm livin', so I say
look at me now I got beef with unknown ****, so I can't
Always be around I cut so much, my mind be stuck watchin
My mouth Come from society where they love kickin'
You out Gave up my everything, my late nights on the
Couch I stayed up, thinkin' to myself, so I'm like
What I'm gon' do now gotta grow up, they gon' keep thinkin' I'm
A child Not from my age, but from me actin' like a
Clown Grew up too fast, so now I'm stressin', tryna
Find how I'm livin' you learn lovin', you hurt, you better fight
Or you gon' drown I'm so high, I need to come down, no, I'm
Tryna find a freak She want my love, but I can't show it, but
Just know you what I need I can't tell you about my feelings, that's
A secret just for me I want that money in my pocket, my heart goes
Out to the grand gotta go and beat the block up, my clip is
Sharp when I block up have you bleedin' wet your block up, only
Thing you hear is blockaa Hop inside the back and give me head, I told
Her shake her ass if she been tryna make some bread
I would never, nah, never, let a **** snatch my chain
All these bitches in the world and you gon' make that hoe your main
All these bitches in the world and I won't give that hoe a thing
Cause every time I did some good, the only thing I got was pain
We been ridin' through the city, tryna shoot all of these missiles
Baby girl gon' call my phone to answer back, she say I miss you
It ain't no Perkins, I'm my sister, I feel hate in every city
Walk into the room, my opps don't look my way, but they stay dissin'
You can't show these bitches love, cause all they do is choose and pickin'
Pick and choosin', ain't no losin' in my circle, we love Benjamin
I'm so high, I need to come down, know I'm tryna find a freak
She want my love but I can't show it, but just know you what I need
I can't tell you bout that, now that's a secret just for me
I want that money in my pocket, my heart goes out to the green
Yeah, I'm so high, I need to come down, know I'm tryna find a freakin'
She want my love, but I can't show it, but just know you what I need
I can't tell you bout my feelings, that's a secret just for me
I want that money in my pocket, my heart goes out to the green
Yeah, I'm so high, I need to come down, know I'm tryna find a freakin'
She want my love, but I can't show it, but just know you what I need
I can't tell you bout my feelings, that's a secret just for me
I want that money in my pocket, my heart goes out to the green
Written by: Bryshawn Kirkpatrick Harmon