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Erick Elliott
Erick Elliott
Lead Vocals
FARR
FARR
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roméo Testa
Roméo Testa
Lyrics
Loyle Carner
Loyle Carner
Composer
Linden Jay
Linden Jay
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Roméo Testa
Roméo Testa
Producer
Linden Jay
Linden Jay
Producer

Lyrics

Let it go Free your mind, live your life, feed your soul Give your time, see your fam, keep 'em close 'Cause you never know when it could all be gone Just let it go, let it go, let it go Make it right, ain't no time for no wrongs It's alright, did you not get enough? You don't ever know when it could all be gone Just let it go, let it go, let it go Spent the last summer on tour Spent the last winter with family I ain't been 'round in so long, hope I still fit in with y'all Out here tryna get it, kids growin' mile a minute Money don't buy experience, can't dig in your pocket for it I wanna be there for the wrong, I wanna let it go, but it's gone I burned my mom last year, hmm, and that won't be healed with a song But the hope when you heal make you strong Don't wanna raise my kids via phone And I love my niece, my nephew, just like they a seed of my own And my life in a speed of my own Still recite, and I speak through the poems I'm so grateful, I kept my composure And do remember the things that I told you You can't dwell, that'll make it a phobia You can still conquer the culture We gon' fight, that don't mean that it's over You're the angel lookin' over my shoulder Let it go Free your mind, live your life, feed your soul Give your time, see your fam, keep 'em close 'Cause you never know when it could all be gone Just let it go, let it go, let it go Make it right, ain't no time for no wrongs It's alright, did you not get enough? You don't ever know when it could all be gone Just let it go, let it go, let it go I write my name in the sand, ayy, that I bring to the beach Can't see no hand in my reach when I'm standin' beneath Ayy, I can't handle the beef, most nights don't handle the peace A man or beast, ayy, take a handful of each Now I'm roamin' the streets, head low, headphone full of beats Get dough and my face gets known But I never get low, ain't known to police Ayy, 'cause I roll with the weeks And launches, jabs, uppercuts and punches Dunce cap for the weaks and dunces, I can make P's and hundreds Tens and thousands, men move mountains Next day same men move ounces All cash, no checks and bouncers These are my surroundings, and I keep composure No luck like three-leaf clover What you're gonna do when it's all over? What you're gonna do when I don't phone ya? What you're gonna do when I don't hold ya? What you're gonna do when you can't sleep And your eyes go weak, and you can't stay sober? Ayy, your bed's my sofa, your son's my soldier Just like I told ya, ayy, keep composure Let it go Free your mind, live your life, feed your soul Give your time, see your fam, keep 'em close 'Cause you never know when it could all be gone Just let it go, let it go, let it go Make it right, ain't no time for no wrongs It's alright, did you not get enough? You don't ever know when it could all be gone Just let it go, let it go, let it go
Writer(s): Linden Jay Berelowitz, Romeo Testa, Erick Elliot, Loyle Camer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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