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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bishop Joshua Bledsoe
Bishop Joshua Bledsoe
Songwriter
Yves Micosse
Yves Micosse
Songwriter
Yuval Gantz
Yuval Gantz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bishop Joshua Bledsoe
Bishop Joshua Bledsoe
Producer
Yves Micosse
Yves Micosse
Producer
Yuval Gantz
Yuval Gantz
Producer

Lyrics

This ain't no play, no actor I don't really fear, no factor I was eighth grade Making minimum wage Playing mista don't play by Patta Projects and the trapper Prospects plus the lack of Resources made remorse so Police forces don't matter No hitting and running, no batter But I wanna mix yo batter But I can't fix what i really wanna fix So I'll hand a bag of tricks Or rather Cry behind my laughter Pride before disaster Please don't, please don't flatter me Lately I've been feeling like My egos too large for a shrink El niño went far in a blink Used to skate at the rink Way before your ass could drink Way before you had them kinks Way before I had this ink But now my egos too large it won't shrink I've swam too far just to sink I was born on the brink I don't blink I just wink Thank the lord I ain't sleep No more sheep, I'm bo peep Bitch! You think you want me But I'm kamikaze Way too self destructive And you too seductive What am I supposed to do? I've been running running round with you Girl I'm feeling like its deja vu And i know that it might sound taboo My egos too large for a shrink El niño went far in a blink Used to skate at the rink Way before your ass could drink Way before you had them kinks Way before I had this ink But now my egos too large it won't shrink I've swam too far just to sink I was born on the brink I don't blink I just wink Thank the lord I ain't sleep No more sheep, I'm bo peep Bitch!
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