Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edan T Swafford
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah, woah
Woke up this morning it was raining
My life is a art so myself I had to paint it
Yeah, so myself I had to woah
So myself I had to paint
Young **** keep thirty two like my name Blake
Could've been rich your work ethic opaque
I thought she was vegan we went out she ordered steak like
Ok bae you just do you
I be down in gallery swiping with the whole crew
If I was like you i'd be envious of me too
Young **** worth like a billion in the booth
But never mind that
Hit play and rewind that
To get to your true purpose in life you got to find that
Feeling like im Tony O eight im finna grind that
Baby I can't be mad at you just want my time back
Like where the clock
The grind it don't stop
My mind has been locked
Your energy been dropped
Pour Hennessy in pop
The remedy for thoughts
I think about us a lot
Like is you with me or not like
You not there
Like Jordan im in the air
My new one can braid hair
A girl like that is just rare
My life is full of despair
Just wanted you there to care
But soon I realized
That we were never a pair
Like, ok bae you just do you
I be down in gallery swiping with the whole crew
If I was like you i'd be envious of me too
Young **** worth like a billion in the booth
Worth a bill' Lil Baby thats real spill
My **** coming through quick
They slicing like Kill Bill
Half demon and half man
They calling me Ichigo
Slice through like Kirito
This here the sleepy flow, yeah
Hella drowsy its time to wakeup
Been balling so hard, she thinks I layup
I told her can't stay up
Just lit a J up
It's hella critiques online
I told them to shut up
Woah, yeah
Woke up this morning it was raining
My life is a art so myself I had to paint it
So myself I had to, yeah
Written by: Edan T Swafford
