Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
harrry
harrry
Performer
LYAM
LYAM
Performer
Liam Harris-Williams
Liam Harris-Williams
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Simon Beaumont
Simon Beaumont
Composer
Coop The Truth
Coop The Truth
Composer
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Composer
Liam Harris-Williams
Liam Harris-Williams
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
harrry
harrry
Producer
Simon Beaumont
Simon Beaumont
Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Baptiste Leroy
Baptiste Leroy
Mixing Engineer

Letra

Wrote some verses I wouldn't recite
That's the trouble when penning this life
If I let one off who gone survive
head top missing missing
All of this Pressure turnt water to wine
Who woulda thought that they'd leave me to die
Switched up the gear now I'm back outside
Bitch I'm different different
Foot on there necks like it's foot on the gas
She want the old me I told her relax
I'm staying forward could never look back
If I left you behind then you stay where you are at
No we ain't with the pretend shit I can see through your intention
This year I'm making an Entrance
Cut all them ties no amendments
I'm trynna catch me a body
Every song that I'm on is a body
If you pretentious you Lost me
If I loved you and left you I'm sorry not sorry
Pray that them envious eyes go blind
The coldest of winter is when i feel alive
Its do or die so I don't waste time
Gloves Bally I'm taking what's mine
I'm taking what's mine
It's do or die
Deep in the glide
Still aging like wine
I'm taking what's mine
It's do or die
Deep in the glide
Still aging like wine
Wrote some verses I wouldn't recite
That's the trouble when penning this life
If I let one off who gone survive
head top missing missing
All of this Pressure turnt water to wine
Who woulda thought that they'd leave me to die
Switched up the gear now I'm back outside
Bitch I'm different different
At times I feel like
I need some saving embracing
I'm learning to love me
I know that is gone be okay okay yeah
The bag is critical Dash is digital
Verses deep like there biblical
So many go over there heads
Im outta the ends cah the mindest mininscule
No one can ruin me but me
Ain't nothing like me hunty
They know to not try me auntie
I ain't so smiley truss me
Sleep is the cousin of death
When I do I just pray that I wake
this black boy dont rest
Imma chill when I'm one with waves
Found me a whole new state
Found me a whole new lane
Troubled the mind at times
But I'm bound to make your chick shake
I'm taking what's mine
It's do or die
Deep in the glide
Still aging like wine
I'm taking what's mine
It's do or die
Deep in the glide
Still aging like wine
Wrote some verses I wouldn't recite
That's the trouble when penning this life
If I let one off who gone survive
head top missing missing
All of this Pressure turnt water to wine
Who woulda thought that they'd leave me to die
Switched up the gear now I'm back outside
Bitch I'm different different
Written by: Coop The Truth, Frank Dukes, Liam Harris-Williams, Simon Beaumont
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