Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
mgk
mgk
Vocals
Lil Skies
Lil Skies
Vocals
Fingazz
Fingazz
Talkbox
phem
phem
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kimetrius Foose
Kimetrius Foose
Songwriter
Steve Basil
Steve Basil
Songwriter
John Stary
John Stary
Songwriter
Liv Marsico
Liv Marsico
Songwriter
Brandon Allen
Brandon Allen
Songwriter
Earl Johnson
Earl Johnson
Songwriter
Richard Colson Baker
Richard Colson Baker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BazeXX
BazeXX
Producer
JP Did This 1
JP Did This 1
Producer
Brandon “SlimXX” Allen
Producer
Alex Lustig
Alex Lustig
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, this one's for the mama that I never knew (Never knew) I took acid just to burn all of my memories of you I guess now I really wanna know the truth How'd you leave your only child at nine for another dude? Took that pain and punched my father in the stomach 'til he bled Hit the store and stole a 40 and took that shit to the head All the years that you ignore me left me sleepless in the bed I hope daddy got some kids because your only son is dead My revenge, got it in the end (In the end) I'm sure all them rituals need me again (Need me again) I spent twenty years waiting on the stairs Now I'm finished thinking anyone'll ever hear these prayers If I die before I wake, smoke me out of Heaven's gate Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the Devil's drink Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean that we relate All my dark days came in the summer All my thoughts changed, now I'm a loner Everything stayed, you were the runner Watch the train go away through the tunnels Hold up, stack my money up just for a rainy day Playboy MGK and I will pull up where you stay (Yeah) I die for my brother, I don't have nothin' to say (No) I die won't my baby mama, told me I was fake (Damn) I got real shooters, they ain't worryin' 'bout a case (Woah) I got people talkin', but won't say shit to my face (Yeah) AST for life, my ops are rolling in they grave (Damn) See me doin' good, I put that work in like a slave (Work) Up all night, mine Cloudy don't be spooked If I show you love, then will you always tell the truth? (Truth) Feel like I'm goin' crazy, couldn't trust no one but you (You) Suicidal thoughts keep tellin' me jump off the roof If I die tonight, no, I ain't got nothin' to prove CSI gon' say we was the realest in the room Fuck with mine, I kill 'cause I got everything to lose Fuck a mama, you know what I'll do (Yeah) If I die before I wake, smoke me out of Heaven's gate Bring me back to life on Sunday, pour me up the Devil's drink Wake up, go to work on Monday, grind it out for seven straight You showed me that just because we're blood don't mean that we relate All my dark days came in the summer All my thoughts changed, now I'm a loner Everything stayed, you were the runner Watch the train go away through the tunnels Ooh, ooh, ooh The memories (Woah) keep playing on repeat (Yeah) I burn 'em all so I can start sleeping (Woah) And now they're back, I make it good (Yeah) I wouldn't change the past if I could (Woah) These memories, they won't get the best of me (Yeah)
Writer(s): Kimetrius Foose, Fingazz, Phem, Richard Colson Baker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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