Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nate Rose
Nate Rose
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Brownfield
Nathaniel Brownfield
Songwriter
Leoren Davis
Leoren Davis
Songwriter
Dillan Beau Bailard
Dillan Beau Bailard
Songwriter
Donnell Paul Stephens
Donnell Paul Stephens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nate Rose
Nate Rose
Executive Producer
Oh Gosh Leotus
Oh Gosh Leotus
Co-Producer
Bregma
Bregma
Co-Producer
Jon Hicks
Jon Hicks
Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Don't get me started
The seeds in my garden
Are overly ardent
I planted em all
Used to be beefing
With any offending me now I'm collected
I pick up the ball
I wasn't fucking with none of the words on the records you listen to
Wasn't from the heart
Okay fuck it I'm off
I'm gonna speak since the others too weak to come answer the call
Pick of the litter
My role getting bigger
The measure of man's in the way he provides
I don't condone any violence but I got a wife and a kid on the way
I survive
I put it on me to lead with the wisdom I found on my journey of wrestling God
I'm treating love like a habit and kicking old patterns I left in the past when I lied
Yeah
I'm touching down and deplane when I land
I call Aleke and tell her the plan
She said to go give em hell understand yeah
I started drawing a line in the sand
Ring on my hand so they know I'm your man
She know it's up and it's stuck cuz her man's
Pick of the litter
My role getting bigger
The measure of man's in the way he provides
I don't condone any violence but I got a wife and a kid so that stick on my side
I put it on me to lead with the wisdom I found on my journey of wrestling God
I'm treating love like a habit and kicking old patterns I left in the past when I lied
Fingers pointed but they not your target
It feels different when we not departed
See an independent woman living in fear cuz her heart was hardened
Men ain't shit and that's not her problem
Bros talking shit about bitches often
I can't cuff her she a thot regardless
The misogyny of lots of artists
So we isolate ourselves
And tell a plot that's garbage
Not a man or woman found catharsis
No way
Sad shit
We missing the point
This the best shit
Wife and I at home we tryna grow our perspective
Greater than the sum of all its parts a collective
We all have to tend to our ego with attention
Another culture plagued by a fear of rejection
Throw up guard rails and become overly protective
One way road I'd rather veer in a direction
Of finding peace and love
And a foundation of acceptance
Ultramarathon
Written by: Dillan Beau Bailard, Donnell Paul Stephens, Leoren Davis, Nate Rose, Nathaniel Brownfield
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