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Amphetamine
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smino
Smino
Vocals
Bari
Bari
Vocals
Jean Deaux
Jean Deaux
Vocals
Noname
Noname
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Smith Jr.
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter
Ahmanti Booker
Ahmanti Booker
Songwriter
Fatimah Warner
Fatimah Warner
Songwriter
Jabari Allen
Jabari Allen
Songwriter
Jaylon Roberts
Jaylon Roberts
Songwriter
Michael Neil
Michael Neil
Songwriter
Zoi Harris
Zoi Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
monte booker
monte booker
Producer
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Mixing Engineer
J.Robb
J.Robb
Producer
Phoelix
Phoelix
Producer

Lyrics

Moonlight disrupt the day, been like this every night (walking in stumbling) Fucked up some bread today, though I said no no this time (cycles on cycles) It's like an amphetamine, how it marinate on my mind (stuck on me, yah) Got no doubt I'll be alright, if I just make it through the night Pass me the amphetamine, right now, can't focus on anything Why they take lil' bro instead of me? I hurt when you hurt, we was siamese Nigga was 17, when I found out what that cheddar mean Rats'll bite holes through the wall to get close Watch for their trail, man they always be close Back-a-wood rolla, really a smoker This louder than when you drive on the shoulder Stomp on the gas 'til I'm blowin' the motor Can't 'ford to sit with my thoughts or it's over Really but luckily, I got a real one, she fuck wit me Shawty, she yellow, yeah keep me on my toes, stay mellow She deserve a fucking ring I'm off the sedatives Amphetamine I don't know where I'm headed Don't know where I'm headed Sedatives Amphetamine Sedatives I don't know where I'm headed Don't know where I'm headed Moonlight disrupt the day, been like this every night (walking in stumbling) Fucked up some bread today, though I said no no this time (cycles on cycles) It's like an amphetamine, how it marinate on my mind (stuck on me, yah) Got no doubt I'll be alright, if I just make it through the night Moonlight disrupt the day, been like this every night (walking in stumbling) Fucked up some bread today, though I said no no this time (cycles on cycles) It's like an amphetamine, how it marinate on my mind (stuck on me, yah) Got no doubt I'll be alright, if I just make it through the night I'm off the sedatives Amphetamine I don't know where I'm headed Don't know where I'm headed Sedatives Amphetamine (amphetamine) Sedatives I don't know where I'm headed Don't know where I'm headed No God damn, Phoe' Swn, swn, swn, swn, swn Ay Krash kourse into the world, this insular world The culture vultures flock in every sense of the word My nose can sniff the shit out, but I'm never deterred, hu Never be scurred, scored through the downs, first and third Grandaddy spittin', ain't nothing new bout the system 'Cause how they do me they did him, appropriating the fellas Sucking the fruit from my elders Don't give a Chuck bout no Berry, they rather listen to Elvis Woah, mama And these kids know better, uh, I'm grand like abuela, uh More hands than Coachella, uh, lil' hoe it's whatever, uh Shawty cold as December, I still fold her, no Manila B-b-b-brr wit me baby, I hibernate, smoke the lettuce No niggas jammed off the reggie, free all my dogs, fuck Kruella Nigga need cream, vanilla, ele-vate Coconut Beamer, oiled up, switching lanes Chocolate interior, that's a belly ache I done went Murda Mike, on the may-ha-hoo, uh She on the payroll, he on the payroll I want the queso, I want the caseload She do what I say so, now She fucked up, yeah, she might do the Fabo Send that RIP, out yeah, and that shit for Shawty Lo Back when I was broke, I had to pour that Bacardi slow Now I'm on the board, niggas salty like margaritas, ooh I used to dream about the coupe, baby Now I'm thinking bout when it was me and you, baby Yeah, used to dream about the coupe, baby Now I think of me and you I don't know what's better, I won't say what's worse Pen is like a needle when I bleed these words I could make a blessing if I spit this verse That's why I be retching 'til I rid my curse Black it be the sweetest, secrecy up in the frequencies That's why you feel the need to look at me like I'm a deity Duality is key, you see, that I'm seein' you seein' me So now we seeing equally, and that don't happen easily Needlessly to say, I hate that we're meeting this way Feel like I packed up to go, 'bout a week ago I don't know if I switch my flow, I might tap into the pinnacles I'm sellin' syllables, I'm losing principles Lurkin', searching for miracles, hurtin' workmen, curtain closed Earn a million dollars just to owe it to some imbeciles If they tell me no, I be dumb, all I hear is go Crossfire coming but I'm pigeon-toed, winter froze I done went Murda Mike, on the may-ha-hoo, uh She on the payroll, he on the payroll I want the queso, I want the caseload She do what I say so, now She fucked up, yeah, she might do the Fabo Send that RIP, out yeah, and that shit for Shawty Lo Back when I was broke, I had to pour that Bacardi slow Now I'm on the board, niggas salty like margaritas, ooh I used to dream about the coupe, baby Now I'm thinking bout when it was me and you, baby Yeah, used to dream about the coupe, baby Now I think of me and you Cunning linguistics Punishing puns Pumping the petro, gas in my lungs Loving the low times, higher than a mug Up in the cabinet Imagine a baby reaching his hands up to grab it A pipe done busted in heaven And got to leaking out blessings Reaching my hands up to grab it Re'in my bands up Uh, uh Sunny metropolis, overzealous as telefone Telefone a new continent, maybe rode me a rocket ship Copper all on my dash, and he ticket that lady optimist Said I'm moving too fast, slow down, slow down Opened up for Lauryn Hill, woah now-woah now, woah now Everything is everything and the object steady mystified My allegories underneath the rock will only fear resides I bet I'm gon' find it, I know I'm gon' find it Happiness, bank account, white accountant I found the fountain I was born in all black, how could God denounce this? I told Him, "Give me my money, I need my money now" Thank you Jesus, whoever you are I know you gifted me the gift of gab and simile And simpleness, the solitude is loneliness been good to me I told them, "Give me my happy, I need my holy now" Thank you Jesus, whoever you are Thank you Jesus, whoever you are
Writer(s): Ahmanti Booker, Christopher Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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