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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daniel Caesar
Daniel Caesar
Vocals
Matthew Burnett
Matthew Burnett
Performer
Jordan Evans
Jordan Evans
Performer
Matthew Leon
Matthew Leon
Performer
Keavan Yazdani
Keavan Yazdani
Performer
Matthew Tavares
Matthew Tavares
Performer
Chester Hansen
Chester Hansen
Performer
Alexander Sowinkski
Alexander Sowinkski
Performer
Leland Whitty
Leland Whitty
Performer
BADBADNOTGOOD
BADBADNOTGOOD
Vocals
Sean Leon
Sean Leon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Burnett
Matthew Burnett
Songwriter
Jordan Evans
Jordan Evans
Songwriter
Ashton Simmonds
Ashton Simmonds
Songwriter
Matthew Leon
Matthew Leon
Songwriter
Keavan Yazdani
Keavan Yazdani
Songwriter
Chester Hansen
Chester Hansen
Songwriter
Alexander Sowinkski
Alexander Sowinkski
Songwriter
Leland Whitty
Leland Whitty
Songwriter
Matthew Tavares
Matthew Tavares
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BADBADNOTGOOD
BADBADNOTGOOD
Producer
Matthew Burnett
Matthew Burnett
Producer
Jordan Evans
Jordan Evans
Producer
Riley Bell
Riley Bell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I gotta make something for myself, myself Don't forget you chose this life Welcome to your paradise Lay in your bed, reap what you sow Welcome to your paradise I used to stand on the rocks, I used to stand on the rock On the Rock of Gibraltar Father told me I faltered Picking fights with my pops He asked forgiveness a lot But I don't need God's forgiveness Can I get me a witness I could cry, but I gotta pick my battles tonight, tonight I could cry, I'll be fighting for the rest of my life, my life Don't forget you chose this life Welcome to your paradise Lay in your bed, reap what you sow Welcome to your paradise Do you wanna be your father? Or do you wanna take it farther Leave the woman that you'd break your heart for at the altar Cause you were offered a life that you would trade your heart for Ain't gotta die to see heaven, I got your heaven nigga Would rather rev on an engine than ever reverend, nigga Black sheeps packing weapons in 911's, nigga How could worship be worth it? You love your God like yourself So you deserve to be perfect You deserve for your car to skrrt and your girl to be skirtless Fuck on a Saturday nigga, miss Sunday service You made you a hundred verses, a hundred verses That's why you need you a hundred virgins, a hundred virgins Yeah, you wear your crown with a frown somtimes You can't help but feel down at times You were raised in the basement You used to pray on your spaceship I gotta make something for myself, myself If you want to get this money, come and join me If you want to get this money, come and join me If you want to get this money, come and join me If you want to get this money, come and join me
Writer(s): Matthew Burnett, Leland Whitty, Alexander Sowinski, Chester Hansen, Matthew Adam Tavares, Matthew Sean Leon, Jordan Dc Evans, Ashton Dumar Simmonds, Keavan Yazdani Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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