Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom The Mail Man
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Guala Beats
Songwriter
Sean Brown
Songwriter
Daniel Hartzog
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Guala Beats
Producer
Daniel Hartzog
Producer
Letra
[Intro]
One, here, go
One, two, three, four
[Chorus]
I won't say that we're not friends and that I know you for the worst lies
I won't say that I'm not dead 'cause I've been dwelling in the dark nights
Get out there, get out there, I wish I told you this the first time
Get out there, get out there, you won't get lucky like the first time
[Verse 1]
Check, check, check, check around me
You'll find me deep at this party
I can't sleep here without it
Gotta keep my Glocky all in my pockets
I don't even feel like I can even be here in the street
I asked a middle schooler, tell me that I'm going industry
I can't even feel the way I want, I'm rolling in these sheets
But if you take a look at me, that really isn't what you see
[Chorus]
I won't say that we're not friends and that I know you for the worst lies
I won't say that I'm not dead 'cause I've been dwelling in the dark nights
Get out there, get out there, I wish I told you this the first time
Get out there, get out there, you won't get lucky like the first time
[Verse 2]
If you would take a soul
Then I might sell you something
You said it's all for nothing
A lot of things you said, it really made shit worse
You're unforgiven
You only make shit worse
Hope I'm not like you
Fuck all that time I wasted
[Chorus]
I won't say that we're not friends and that I know you for the worst lies
I won't say that I'm not dead 'cause I've been dwelling in the dark nights
Get out there, get out there, I wish I told you this the first time
Get out there, get out there, you won't get lucky like the first time
Written by: Christian Diclemente, Daniel Hartzog, Guala Beats, Sean Brown

