Music Video

Featured In

Listen to Georgia Shore - Single by 1K Phew
ALBUMGeorgia Shore - Single1K Phew

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
1K Phew
1K Phew
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Paradis
Zach Paradis
Composer
Che Olson
Che Olson
Composer
Lasanna Harris
Lasanna Harris
Composer
Bobby Pressley
Bobby Pressley
Composer
Isaac Gordon
Isaac Gordon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lasanna Harris
Lasanna Harris
Producer

Lyrics

Show love show love show love Show love show love show love Let em' hate all they want Show love and when you finally come up show love Show love show love show love Show love show love show love When they don't want you to shine show love Just wait on your time to come up Name ringing all in they ear I'mma [?] this year They don't wanna let me shine bright like a chandelier Jesus all on my gift, we got drip like tears On the way up, stay humble, still show love to my peers Flexing the right way, pose for the photos I let them ride the wave, never been a show boat Why we get all the hate? Haters get a boat load Nothing that they can say can stop me, that's a no-no Ayy, shooting my shot for real, never gon' pump-fake Ran up the score, knew I would make it one day All the way up, buckle up, we on the runway Straight to the top, wrote me a ticket for one way Show love show love show love Show love show love show love Let em' hate all they want Show love and when you finally come up show love Show love show love show love Show love show love show love When they don't want you to shine show love Just wait on your time to come up Keep faith when you down to your luck Stay down til' you come up Got a smile even when they mugging, Kill em' when you show a little love Want a bag? Then, run that up, tell em' in God I trust Rollie pollie on my arm, just can't squeeze that bug It's been a while Nothing comes overnight, made it through the trial Took the detour, had to find another route Cuz' I had to show em' that they can't count me out Can't count me out Ayy, shooting my shot for real, never gon' pump-fake Ran up the score, knew I would make it one day All the way up, buckle up, we on the runway Straight to the top, wrote me a ticket for one way Show love show love show love Show love show love show love Let em' hate all they want Show love and when you finally come up show love Show love show love show love Show love show love show love When they don't want you to shine show love Just wait on your time to come up
Writer(s): Lasanna Harris, Zachary Paradis, Bobby Pressley, Glenn Gordon, Che Olson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out