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PERFORMING ARTISTS
WHATUPRG
WHATUPRG
Vocals
Tyler Brasel
Tyler Brasel
Performer
Lecrae
Lecrae
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lecrae Moore
Lecrae Moore
Songwriter
Tyler Brasel
Tyler Brasel
Songwriter
J.Raul Garcia
J.Raul Garcia
Songwriter
SHAMA "SAK PASE" JOSEPH
SHAMA "SAK PASE" JOSEPH
Songwriter
Stuart Lowery
Stuart Lowery
Songwriter
Torey D'Shaun
Torey D'Shaun
Songwriter
Zach Paradis
Zach Paradis
Songwriter
Ryan Bert
Ryan Bert
Songwriter
Dave James
Dave James
Songwriter
Lasanna Harris
Lasanna Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SHAMA "SAK PASE" JOSEPH
SHAMA "SAK PASE" JOSEPH
Producer
Lasanna Harris
Lasanna Harris
Producer
Connor Back
Connor Back
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Kheilstone
Kheilstone
Producer
Epikh Pro
Epikh Pro
Producer
Jacob Morris
Jacob Morris
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

SAK PASE Yeah, ayy Coast to coast, now these people know my name Hit new lows, the higher you go the more empty space Fill the holes, with drugs tryna medicate the pain It's a cold world, so I went and iced out my chain, ayy Lifestyles of the rich and famous, yeah Up so high, living dangerous, yeah Everybody wanna be rich and famous, uh Seem like the love gone when you nameless Poppin' pills, coppin' feels, chasin' thrills Chase the fame, go insane, lost my zeal Hunnid grand on my neck, hunnid miles on my dash Couple M's on my check, feel like my life gon' crash Tryna take off (Take off), feel like my wings gon' break off (Break off) Hopin' this chase gon' pay off (Yeah), so I don't ever take no days off (Never) All these people sayin' that they feelin' my record But I been drinkin' liquor as an antidepressant, yeah, yeah I don't wanna lose control (Control), I don't wanna lose my soul (My soul) I mean that the truth be told, I feel like I'm losin' hope Countin' all this money but I'm feelin' like I'm lackin' She can't make me happy, she a beautiful distraction, yeah Rich and famous, can you blame us? We came from the ground up Sell my pain for entertainment 'til the money pile up Sell my soul to sell a song I have bunch of stuff I can't take when I'm gone Fame Coast to coast, now these people know my name Hit new lows, the higher you go the more empty space Fill the holes, with drugs tryna medicate the pain It's a cold world, so I went and iced out my chain, ayy Lifestyles of the rich and famous, yeah Up so high, living dangerous, yeah Everybody wanna be rich and famous, uh Seem like the love gone when you nameless 20, 40, 60, 80, ooh, I love to count it, uh If it's meant to be then it'll be and I don't doubt it, uh Family the only thing I need to keep me balanced, uh We cannot discuss, you not one of us Don't know who to trust, double tint the truck Still in the cut, keep the chain tucked I was down 'fore he took that, see you goin' up But who gon' ride for me? (Skrt) Keep me company? Ayy Feel like "Purple Reign," all the fame, it was never meant to cause you pain Tryna find another way but it's all the same You my remedy, you my novocaine Coast to coast, now these people know my name Hit new lows, the higher you go the more empty space Fill the holes, with drugs tryna medicate the pain It's a cold world, so I went and iced out my chain, ayy Lifestyles of the rich and famous, yeah Up so high, living dangerous, yeah Everybody wanna be rich and famous, uh Seem like the love gone when you nameless I got so much on mind all the time, when I found myself, found myself I got so much on mind all the time, when I found myself, found myself Live it up, I got so much on my mind, [?] to design I was goin' through a [?], told my momma [?] die, no more time, ayy
Writer(s): Jraul Garcia, Ryan Bert, Torey D'shaun Harris, Tyler Brasel, David James Miller, Zachary Paradis, Stuart Lowery, Kheil Harrison, Shama Joseph, Lecrae Moore, Lasanna Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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