Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Logic
Vocals
Beastie Boys
Sampled Artist
The Heliocentrics
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Songwriter
Arjun Ivatury
Songwriter
Adam Keefe Horovitz
Songwriter
Adam Yauch
Songwriter
Malcolm Catto
Songwriter
Jake Ferguson
Songwriter
Barbara Patkova
Songwriter
Jack Yglesias
Songwriter
Raven Bush
Songwriter
Dan Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Logic
Producer
6ix
Producer
Kyle Metcalfe
Recording Engineer
Robert Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(Bleed that, with, with)
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(There ain't life, no, no)
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(Bleed that, with, with)
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too) (ayo!)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(There ain't life)
Back chillin' with my mom watching Ten Commandments
Got a bottle in her hand, and I'm facin' abandonment
Social services fuckin' up my vibe
Smile for the worker, but I'm dyin' on the inside
Ha-ha, ha-ha, everything's fine
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind
I've seen a lot of shit in my lifetime
Playin' the field, man, I need another lifeline
50-50, I was born to be a fuck-up
What up? Always been myself, so shut the fuck up
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
Pick up the pen, then I bleed it (I bleed it)
A criminal I was in my past life
Nothing but women and drugs, it was a fast life (bleed that)
I got 9-1-1 on FaceTime
Walkin' in the bank, Glock .9 on my waistline
Empty the clip, fuck no, I never waste time
Grab the cash then gas to the baseline (bleed that)
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
I bleed it, you know I bleed it
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
Pick up the pen, then I bleed it
I once was a loser, a failure
Drownin' in the sea of my sorrows as a sailor
Lookin' for land, feelin' down as a man
Prayin' up to God, lookin' down at me, man
Thinkin' of all of the songs I never sonned
That's the day I died while you're fillin' up my lungs
In another lifem I was a killer
Psychopathic, schizophrenic population filler
Livin' in the background, livin' in the shadows
Waitin' for the rest of the world to decompose
'Til I put a bullet in my head
Now the life that I live is as a sinner
Just a human being, a professional beginner
I was never a winner but I won some
'Cause everybody loses where I come from
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
I bleed it, you know I bleed it
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
Pick up the pen, then I bleed it
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(Bleed that, with, with)
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(There ain't life, no, no)
(Alright)
Writer(s): Michael Louis Diamond, Adam Nathaniel Yauch, Khalil Abdul-rahman, Dan Smith, Adam Keefe Horovitz, Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Arjun Ivatury, Malcolm Catto, Jake Benjamin Ferguson, Raven Bush, Barbara Patkova, Jack Yglesias
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