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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ox The Moron
Ox The Moron
Performer
808vic
808vic
Performer
Burgundy
Burgundy
Performer
Chirofafa
Chirofafa
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ox The Moron
Ox The Moron
Composer
Alex OH
Alex OH
Composer
Stephen Benamaisia
Stephen Benamaisia
Composer
Victory Obot
Victory Obot
Composer

Lyrics

Thrice upon a time there was a boy who died Then lived happily ever after But that's another chapter of a story even rhyme can tell Easy believing heaven when you living through hell Look, see When I was a tata Would go out with my dada Turn a blind eye when he'd cheat on his baby mama "Oou mama mama" at the tip of my tongue But never said a word cause he would booboo my bum I ain't tryna look back Nigga, it's a new day Buss open the durag Nigga, it's a new wave Feel like Bobby Boucher Unsuspecting hero Mary j flowers really got me on the d-low As the fall turns to winter Spring brings the rain Things don't ever change its more of the same thing As the fall turns to winter Spring brings the rain Things don't ever change man (hey, hey) Lost some focus, energy Rock, hard place, that's where I be Got some options but I'm mixed With Lot's wife type uncertainty Look, I don't look back, I reminisce (don't look, I reminisce i-) Then write myself some therapy (I write some therapy, i-) My promised land would be heavenly now I remember 6th grade, had my first kiss We would wait and chill till all the Parents came and picked up their kids On the TV watching Renny and Stimpy Abuja called, couldn't miss it Told my lil love, I was leaving I ain't felt love since '18 Guess it's answered prayers though I still kinda miss it Jesus pass the antidote in case if I need it Better yet, just give me strength to battle my demons But then I'd feel alone, so had to value my demons Steve was 9, I was 5 Couple hours after school, our parents nowhere in sight Big bro had to decide We knew that day that church was after school, we made up our minds That we would make the trek, huh, we walked like 600 miles 60 more from the finish and we was Stopped by police, and he asking for digits Half an hour later, pops pulled up to the side First time I seen momma cry The tears, they covered her eyes But they did not hide the smile Lost some focus, energy Rock, hard place, that's where I be Got some options but I'm mixed With Lot's wife type uncertainty Look, I don't look back, I reminisce (don't look, I reminisce i-) Then write myself some therapy (I write some therapy, i-) My promised land would be heavenly now Don't look, I reminisce i- I write some therapy, i-
Writer(s): Alex Oh, Ox The Moron, Stephen Benamaisia, Victory Obot Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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