ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SheedTs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rasheed Rose
Songwriter
Ebon Thomas Jr.
Songwriter
Nile Bey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter A. Barker at Spin Move, (Los Angeles, California) & Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, California)
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Stewart at Spin Move, (Los Angeles, California) & Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, California)
Mixing Engineer
David P Kaufman at Manhattan Beach (New York, NY)
Engineer
EbonOnTheTrack
Producer
Nile Waves
Producer
歌詞
[Intro]
Could we ever go and talk about our?
(Nile, I hear you)
Could we ever?
(Ebon, this is perfect)
[Chorus]
Could we ever go and talk about our differences?
I can show you what this distance is
I ain't had to hold you, I let you live
In the end, I guess this what I get
I ain't had to lie to you, I just had to show you
It hurt sayin' bye to you, it's like I don't know you
I had to tried to compromise and conversate, I'm vocal
I ain't have it all, but I got feelings, so I'm hopeful
When times get rough and you're feelin' rock bottom
Just know that you got me, you're more protected than a condom
I seen your phone and I seen you slime me
I tried to get past it, but it's holdin' me behind (Uh)
No more time, I said no more time
No more time, I said no more time
No more time, I said no more time
No more time, I said no more time
[Verse 1]
So many different ways that I can tell y'all my story
We started off, we was sendin' messages to glory
The way you look entice me even more to go explore it
Now I'm usin' beats to push that pain I'm endurin'
I love you and you love me, so let's fix it
If we can have a win, then let everybody witness
I only wanna show you all my love 'cause I'm different
I just wanna show the whole world what they missin'
You the shit, baby
You the only one I need when it hit, baby
I want you behind the scenes when it get crazy
When we first fell in love, it was all amazing
Used to drop you off at school, then go back to that pavement
I was hungry, I was young, I knew I had to make it
Makin' so much rasta pasta, you think I'm Jamaican
And I'm still flippin', still flippin', still flippin'
Youngin don't wanna play no games, he only into steel grippin'
I feel like I was robbed for my love
It wasn't with a gun, I wish you would've took the drug
It hurt like a bitch that only wanna play the club
Soul ripped out, I'm tryna fix it with the buzz
But I'm holding on
I'm still holding on
I'm still holding on
[Chorus]
Could we ever go and talk about our differences?
I can show you what this distance is
I ain't had to hold you, I let you live
In the end, I guess this what I get
I ain't had to lie to you, I just had to show you
It hurt sayin' bye to you, it's like I don't know you
I had to tried to compromise and conversate, I'm vocal
I ain't have it all, but I got feelings, so I'm hopeful
When times get rough and you're feelin' rock bottom
Just know that you got me, you're more protected than a condom
I seen your phone and I seen you slime me
I tried to get past it, but it's holdin' me behind (Uh)
No more time, I said no more time
No more time, I said no more time
No more time, I said no more time
No more time, I said no more time
Written by: Ebon Thomas Jr., Nile Bey, Rasheed Rose