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Four Seasons
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roy Woods
Roy Woods
Vocals
Dzy
Dzy
Programming
FrancisGotHeat
FrancisGotHeat
Programming
Sunny Diamonds
Sunny Diamonds
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Mak
Alex Mak
Songwriter
Ariel J. Baptiste
Ariel J. Baptiste
Songwriter
Sunny Khokhar
Sunny Khokhar
Songwriter
Denzel Spencer
Denzel Spencer
Songwriter
Francis Nguyen Tran
Francis Nguyen Tran
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dzy
Dzy
Producer
FrancisGotHeat
FrancisGotHeat
Producer
Sunny Diamonds
Sunny Diamonds
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

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I made it out the city quick Mom finally proud of me (Mom finally proud of me) My friends are not my friends no more (My friends are not my friends no more) I'm twenty and that's how I gotta go (I'm twenty and that's how I gotta go) Barry Sanders with the pick and I sing when I feel it Went to Toronto and began to fuck with the realest (Went to Toronto and began to fuck with the realest) Oh so you listen to me if you [?] hear music Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I'm choosin' all these foreigns Get my mom in a foreign, skrrt, skrrt Get my dad a new car, get my sister some money 'Cause they always there for me, can not forget it I would not have known it, more than dollars when I show it Don't you ever try my lady, i pull up faster than police You'll get a [?] and know this Our side was the focus for the scene but don't look like it I done came up on the Southside (Southside) Do it for my moms and my family, I was more than football signed Singing 'fore 'bout four, three years, what was it for? Only now I know why Don't you be fake with me You can be honest with me Who could relate to me? Don't go near me like it's Vegas Man this life ain't no vacation Don't you be fake with me You can be honest with me Who could relate to me? Don't go near me like it's Vegas Man this life ain't no vacation Back then I was on my own, little home studio Ain't no shawty called, don't know why I had this phone Couldn't, still can't keep a girl, light the blunt I roll What? It ease my mind, way more than you I'm, I'm, I'm on my own, partying next door Brought a couple girls, she told her friends to roll Trees up, with you it was, backwoods to the dome You just have to answer, so I'm not alone You the realest one that I met since [?] Hope you don't get tired, I'm here like a marathon When we fuckin', best enjoy yourself before they lose it all When it buckin', choose your weapon, be like left Ontario Don't you be fake with me (Don't you be fake with me) You can be honest with me (You could be on this brigade) Who could relate to me? Don't go near me like it's Vegas Man this life ain't no vacation Don't you be fake with me (Don't you be fake with me) You can be honest with me (You could be on this brigade) Who could relate to me? Don't go near me like it's Vegas Man this life ain't no vacation
Writer(s): Bach Hoang Nguyentran, Denzel Spencer, Sunny Khokhar, Ariel Jonathan Baptiste, Alex Mak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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