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Smino
Smino
Вокал
J. Cole
J. Cole
Вокал
Nathan Foley
Nathan Foley
Гитара
Bola Johnson
Bola Johnson
Артист в сэмпле
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Nathan Foley
Nathan Foley
Автор песен
Ahmanti Booker
Ahmanti Booker
Автор песен
Benjamin Tolbert
Benjamin Tolbert
Автор песен
Bola Johnson
Bola Johnson
Автор песен
Christopher Smith Jr.
Christopher Smith Jr.
Автор песен
Jermaine Cole
Jermaine Cole
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Smino
Smino
Инженер звукозаписи
Groove
Groove
Продюсер
monte booker
monte booker
Сопродюсер
Daniel Vargas
Daniel Vargas
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Robert Mendioro
Robert Mendioro
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Jeff "Jeffontheboards" Thompson
Jeff "Jeffontheboards" Thompson
Инженер звукозаписи
Kuldeep Chudasama
Kuldeep Chudasama
Инженер звукозаписи
Elton Chueng
Elton Chueng
Мастеринг-инженер
Elton "L10" Chueng
Elton "L10" Chueng
Мастеринг-инженер

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Baby
Take a break and roll the sticky, let's get high (See)
Not too great at relationships, at least I try (Uh)
Patient, baby, gotta make a couple rounds (Yeah, you know)
'Fore I make it back to you to settle down (Yeah, yeah)
Don't blame yourself for all the shit you seen me do
I'm gettin' used to bein' loved, girl, the right way
My **** pulled up at the stu', said he got two
I said, "I'm cool," he looked at me, like, "****, you crazy" (Yeah, yeah)
My heart start beatin' to the drum, bump-boop-boop-boop
I sang this tune I wrote for you, ayo DJ, play me (Aye DJ, turn this shit up for me)
Play me this song to set the mood, she want the truth
It's ninety proof, I hide behind the faders (Take it now, take it now)
Take a break and roll the sticky, let's get high (Take it now, take it now, oh)
Not too great at relationships, at least I try
Patient, baby, gotta make a couple rounds (Gotta make a couple rounds, oh)
'Fore I make it back to you to settle down
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
I got a real one, if I was broke, she never would leave me, no
I got a real one, if I was broke, she never would leave me, no
I got a real one, if I was broke, she never would leave me, no
I got a real one, real one, real one, real one (Yeah, uh)
I bought a condo and it's cozy, my neighbors nosey as fuck
They see a young **** walked in with his kids
They don't know who he is, they just know that he up
No chain or no Rollie, I move around doley, untouched
Not 'cause I'm hard, because I got God
I heard that you blowin' up fast, but I think it's better to slowly erupt
That money was burnin' a hole in my pocket
That ninety proof burned a lil' hole in my gut
We walked in the function, that jawn got to bumpin'
My dawg got to rushin' like Soviet pup
Roof-roof, nah, ****, don't shoot, shoot
Two-six, we got loose screw
Shit was turnt like a Rubik's cube
I don't really do the cameras, I be low in Los Angeles
You **** ain't never gon' see me, I might as well be in Canada
You **** ain't ever gon' be me, it's best to stay in your parameters
You know they gon' G-O-A-T me, I spell it out for you like Fabolous
'Bout to go pull up on RiRi and not for the feature, Ben Franklin note
You ain't finna catch me in the type of places everybody go
I know exactly what my hands is for, to carry a lot of dough (Oh-oh)
I had no pot to piss, I hopped the fence, can't sit around at home no more
(Take it now, take it now) Take a break and roll the sticky, let's get high
(Take it now, take it now) Not too great at relationships, at least I try
Patient, baby, gotta make a couple rounds (Gotta make a couple rounds)
'Fore I make it back to you to settle down
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
I got a real one, real one, real one, real one
Written by: Ahmanti Booker, Benjamin Tolbert, Bola Johnson, Christopher Smith, Christopher Smith Jr., J. Cole, Nathan Foley, Unknown Writer
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