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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
Vocals
6LACK
6LACK
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Dixson
A. Dixson
Songwriter
Ricardo Valentine
Ricardo Valentine
Songwriter
Darttny Ellis
Darttny Ellis
Songwriter
Keyel Walker
Keyel Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keyel
Keyel
Producer
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Producer
Aria Angel Ali
Aria Angel Ali
Mixing Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Darttny Ellis
Darttny Ellis
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

You called to see if I was home then Sleeping in, get boring, uh Our landlord tripping off my Speakers 'cause they're low end You pull up with no warning, uh This the season for us growing Let's go deep in the unknown then, uh But by evening we'll be mourning You leave me with no warning, uh Look at you lettin' the cold in No, I ain't movin', I'm frozen, uh No, I ain't bitter, I'm broken, uh At least you could give me a warning Yeah, yeah, okay Mother of my skies Why you always gotta intervene? (Uh) Father of my time Don't you got some more to give to me? (Uh) Anything, anything Mother of my skies Why you always gotta intervene? (Uh) Father of my time Don't you got some more to give to me? You clouded my judgment, uh Surround me with flooding You talk when I talk just To drown out discussions, uh She like "How we gon' fuck When your friends in the Living room all on the game, uh?" Say what you want, shit Don't nothin' get easy 'bout that walk of shame Talkin' bout stayin' in I blame you for being petty and Tellin' me pull up when you ain't ready and All the dates that you didn't bed me But we don't go 'cause The going out get weird and Come to the understanding We can't overcome them fears, with Without them to start clear (Haha) Blocking my view Don't you see me tryna watch the game? Don't be wasting time askin' how to say my name Another 24 gone, wishin' I had 25 Spent 24 thinkin' 'bout her down 69 I spent three-six-five With the biggest star in the sky That me, myself, and I But how will I know if I fell in love? You're making it cold Could've sent me a text alert Could've lit off one of them Little red flares, smoke in the air Somebody somewhere noticed the color Heart starts to stutter, flutter Mother, sky, I'm listening to Young Gunna
Writer(s): Keyel Deaunta Walker, Anthony Tremaine Dixson, Darttney Ellis, Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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