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Erick the Architect - Instincts ft. WESTSIDE BOOGIE (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Erick the Architect
Erick the Architect
Vocals
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erick Elliott
Erick Elliott
Songwriter
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
Lyrics
Linden Jay
Linden Jay
Composer
Chris Keys
Chris Keys
Composer
Owen Cutts
Owen Cutts
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Linden Jay
Linden Jay
Producer
Chris Keys
Chris Keys
Producer
Owen Cutts
Owen Cutts
Producer

Songteksten

Follow my instincts Monday to Wednesday Life is a mystery What do my friends think? Some cowards kneel, but They never feel us They almost killed us And I'm still here, bruh Follow my instincts Monday to Wednesday Life is a mystery What do my mans think? Some cowards kneel, but They never feel us They almost killed us And I'm still here, bruh Why you even pay rent, when you don't get out the bed? Tryna own my problems, mostly 'cause I live in my head I'm tryna fix up my relations, I still gamble with stress I don't wanna drive you crazy over something I said In my mind, I got it all and still I hang by a thread In these streets, they take your life because of something you said Pour some liquor out, I figured out where differences dread Could've hit the trap, in fact, you hit this music instead (let's go) Foreign visions got me distant from my people again I hugged the block, so a nigga never needed no friends I don't validate, l'm tired, and least you my mans I don't mean to disappoint, I tried the best that I can My cousin put me on, I had the metal rest in my hands He want the drop, so I had to hit the plug in advance Homie, know this day is coming if you hustlin' grands This a dirty game, be cautious when exposin' them stans Follow my instincts Monday to Wednesday Life is a mystery What do my friends think? Some cowards kneel, but They never feel us They almost killed us And I'm still here, bruh Follow my instincts Monday to Wednesday Life is a mystery What do my mans think? Some cowards kneel, but They never feel us They almost killed us And I'm still here, bruh Shellcases, scattered by them police stations My occupations, rap niggas try to test my patience I'm out of flagrant, mitosis to assimilation I'm out of coast, I touch down, it's more than simulation I count my blessings like they currency or bank statements Don't ask so clueless, best suited for the affidavit The new Messiah, the Goliath when you ask for David You ask for anything, believe it's just reciprocated Follow my instincts Life is a mystery Monday through Wednesday What do my friends think? Some niggas kneel, but They never feel us They tried to kill us Shit, we still here, bruh Follow my instincts Life is a mystery Monday through Wednesday What do my mans think? Some niggas kneel, but They never feel us They tried to kill us Shit, we still here, bruh Yo, yo Like, how the fuck you say you gang If you around me, and not notice that I'm drained? Take advantage of my pain, all the same How the fuck is you my dog? You know my loyalty won't let me cut you off I done seen my hands bleed from tryna plant seeds What your bands mean when they don't matter in the grand scheme? What do my friends think? Please forgive me for the times that l act distant That just mean I'm feeling closer to my endin' Tell 'em "Catch me in the wind", whoa Out of range, but you still find a way Shoot me from a mile away, then go back to your hideaway Find it strange you don't know why I still care But I ain't mad I'm jealous that you unaware, I kinda think that shit unfair, uh Save me from this darkness I see 'Cause I won't feel at home 'til I'm free Save me from this darkness I see 'Cause I won't feel at home 'til I'm free
Writer(s): Owen John Cutts, Anthony Tremaine Dixson, Erick E Elliott, Linden Jay Berelowitz, Christian Grey Devivo, Rudolph O'neal Catwell Ii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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