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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Waylen Fairclough
Waylen Fairclough
Songwriter
Jazz Johnson
Jazz Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Waylen Fairclough
Waylen Fairclough
Additional Engineer
Dillygotitbumpin
Dillygotitbumpin
Producer
Zian Mizan
Zian Mizan
Mixing Engineer
Noah Williams
Noah Williams
Creative Director

Lyrics

I wake up every day feeling last night was a dream I'm thinking that maybe I'm smoking too much weed So much that my vision turned purple, now it's green Every day and every night I'm feeling so lonely I wake up every day feeling last night was a dream I'm thinking that maybe I'm smoking too much weed So much that my vision turned purple, now it's green Every day and every night I'm feeling so lonely I know how to talk, I watch a lot movies New girl on the block, she flaunt her big ol booty Deep down I am awks, but i do keep it grooving PRIMO on the aux, I pull up on my hoodie Then on inside, I be pressing my own brain, I'm insane Then I'm losing sense of my time, cuz I'm always up so damn high I am PRIMO, I am soul I got my goals on the stove I destroy all of my foes I cannot keep no one close I wake up every day feeling last night was a dream I'm thinking that maybe I'm smoking too much weed So much that my vision turned purple, now it's green Every day and every night I'm feeling so lonely I wake up every day feeling last night was a dream I'm thinking that maybe I'm smoking too much weed So much that my vision turned purple, now it's green Every day and every night I'm feeling so lonely I got shoes more supportive than my parents I got blues that run deeper than the dog Only 20, but it's all too apparent that humanity is a fraud Niggas claim they watch ya back then they the ones that stab you in it Tryna make it in this life without a death sentence Where i'm from niggas got PTSD Yeah where I'm from, nothing to cope with but the weed I wake up every day feeling last night was a dream I'm thinking that maybe I'm smoking too much weed So much that my vision turned purple, now it's green Every day and every night I'm feeling so lonely I wake up every day feeling last night was a dream I'm thinking that maybe I'm smoking too much weed So much that my vision turned purple, now it's green Every day and every night I'm feeling so lonely I'm so lonely I need a homie I'm so lonely I'm so lonely
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