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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Coi Leray
Coi Leray
Vocals
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reecebeats
Reecebeats
Composer
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Coi Leray Collins
Coi Leray Collins
Songwriter
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Songwriter
Nicholas Balding
Nicholas Balding
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nic Nac
Nic Nac
Additional Producer
Reecebeats
Reecebeats
Co-Producer
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
Ayoroc
Ayoroc
Mixing Engineer
Germán Valdés
Germán Valdés
Mixing Engineer
Augusto Sanchez
Augusto Sanchez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Sul Ki Son
Sul Ki Son
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

See, this life ain't easy Everywhere I go, people know my name Fuck your love, I don't need it You already know my body, I don't play no games (Mustard on the beat, ho) I wish I was regular What if I was regular? Oh, you thought I was regular I bet you ain't know what it was, yeah You only call me when you goin' through stuff, uh You don't even like to show no love You gave me head while I roll my blunts, uh You only call me when you pourin' up You make me feel like I am not enough (oh, oh) Sometimes, I wish I was regular Seems like every girl just wanna set me up (Oh, na, na, don't stress me out) See, this life ain't easy Everywhere I go, people know my name Fuck your love, I don't need it You already know my body, I don't play no games I wish I was regular What if I was regular? Oh, you thought I was regular I bet you ain't know what it was, yeah But see, them tables, yeah, they always turn I just wanted you to put me first I just wanted you to show me my worth I wish I, I wish I was regular Huh, look, say that's your word Say that's your word, baby Fuck your love, I gave you energy You call me a dub, I gave you love like if it grew on trees I blew a dub on you in every store, so you can match my flee Ooh, oh, that's your word? Oh, that's your word? Look, it's a marathon, how can I be in first? Huh See, this life ain't easy Everywhere I go, people know my name Fuck your love, I don't need it You already know my body, I don't play no games I wish I was regular What if I was regular? Oh, you thought I was regular I bet you ain't know what it was, yeah
Writer(s): Nicholas Matthew Balding, Coi Leray Collins, Artist J. Dubose, Maurice Ivory, Dijon Mcfarlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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