Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleepy Hallow
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegan Chambers
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
Johnathan Scott
Johnathan Scott
Songwriter
Karel Jorge
Karel Jorge
Songwriter
Jeremy Soto
Jeremy Soto
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Great John
Great John
Producer
Jakab Tarney
Jakab Tarney
Producer
Boone McElroy
Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yo, you started? All right How the pain go, whoa-oh How the pain go, whoa-oh How the pain go, whoa-oh (Great John on the beat, by the way) look Make the money, never let the money make you, huh Real nigga never fake you Cut the grass, know you gotta stay snake-proof All these drugs got me feeling unstable, uh How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah) How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah) I be feeling lonely in a crowd If I hold you up, you better hold that shit down (hold that shit down) Sometimes I cry, no one's around But laugh and joke when guns around I know I be flexing like I never had nothin' But nigga, we ain't never had nothin' I ran me up a pack, used to shop at PacSun Now we make it rain, we don't ever see the sun I had to leave her, I know she prolly the one What is that? a treat? Look like she nothin' And I don't do the fake, you a bait They gon' call you everything but great Ocean on my neck and on my wrist, I got a lake Brand new AP, I just took it to switch the face Two gun charges, I'm just praying I beat the case I paid my lawyer, I'm just waiting on court day, so Make the money, never let the money make you, huh Real nigga never fake you Cut the grass, know you gotta stay snake-proof All these drugs got me feeling unstable, uh How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah) How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah) In the deep end with the sharks Ask me how I'm feeling, don't wanna get me started Nowadays I'm chilling, don't wanna see me spark it Came a long way from abandoned apartments Now I'm in the Wraith, baby you can see the stars This for all the times they threw me off, I'm on No more lookin' bummy, Mike Amiri where I'm going Tell your nigga get some money You know, we could put him on, huh (yeah) Say you love me, better make that shit clear If it's up, then it's stuck, we gon' leave it in the air Rain it up, got some bucks, I'm still here If it's up, then it's stuck, we gon' leave it in the air How you livin'? (Huh) Money gettin' (huh) Diamonds hittin', when you talkin' they gon' listen, uh How you livin'? Money gettin' Diamonds hittin', when you talkin' they gon' listen, uh Make the money, never let the money make you, huh Real nigga never fake you Cut the grass, know you gotta stay snake-proof All these drugs got me feeling unstable, uh How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah) How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Make the money, never let the money make you, huh Real nigga never fake you Cut the grass, know you gotta stay snake-proof All these drugs got me feeling unstable, uh How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah) How the pain go, woah-woah-woah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Tegan Chambers, Karel Jorge, Johnathan Scott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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