Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Protoje
Protoje
Performer
Zion I Kings
Zion I Kings
Performer
Lloyd Junior Richards
Lloyd Junior Richards
Drums
Andrew Bain
Andrew Bain
Guitar
David Goldfine
David Goldfine
Bass
Laurent "Tippy I" Alfred
Laurent "Tippy I" Alfred
Keyboards
Matthew Odabashian
Matthew Odabashian
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lloyd Junior Richards
Lloyd Junior Richards
Composer
Laurent P. Alfred
Laurent P. Alfred
Lyrics
Andrew Bain
Andrew Bain
Composer
David Goldfine
David Goldfine
Composer
Oje Ollivierre
Oje Ollivierre
Composer
Dwayne Chin-Quee
Dwayne Chin-Quee
Composer
Mitchum Chin
Mitchum Chin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zion I Kings
Zion I Kings
Producer
Andrew Bain
Andrew Bain
Mixing Engineer
Oje Ollivierre
Oje Ollivierre
Executive Producer
Dwayne Chin-Quee
Dwayne Chin-Quee
Recording Engineer
John Schullman
John Schullman
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Chorus
Seems like I’ve been asking for too much from you
Paying no attention to the things you do
Thinking of myself, not what I put you through
It's unfair to ask you for a chance, so true
But still I want her
 
 
Verse 1
Yes Mrs., the freshest is
What you need pon you ends, nothing less this is
Holla cree pon the rest, tell them best wishes
Clean up the Benz, new address this is
And me say nothing for the press this is
Nothing fi depress ‘bout, yuh request you get
Though the question is, when me left the nest
Fi go pon all me quest lef’ the selfishness
Though it seem apprehensive, it's the price you pay
What a prize, she bae, suffice to say
I apprising it right away
My advice to she, I find out say it
 
Chorus
 
Verse 2
Lord I been caught up with
Everything apart from what I ought to be
Everything I sought after was brought to me
Everything I got taught me the laws of it
So much loss to get where I want to be
So much can’t and therefore they want from me
So much wars have started because of it
Man naa pause fi try put him paws pon in it
Or claws pon it, cyaa put a cost pon it
No remorse, just step ‘cross and cause panic
How fi get cross the path, just the thought of it
Will make a man all forget say
 
Chorus
 
WEED & TINGS
Ain’t nothing but I
Me and my queen again
Wheeling in
I'm back on the grind
Hop out a the streets again
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Chorus
Ain’t nothing but I
Just me and my weed an’ ting
Wheeling in on time
I'm back on the grind
Man hop out of the streets again
And you feeling him, oh my
Not a thing on my mind
Its just me and my queen again
Wheeling in on time
Put it all on the line just to get back this feeling,
This feeling
 
Verse 1
Aye aye
This a justtalk from a youth (aye aye)
Up inna the sky, get high off a truth (aye aye)
Man dem out, Saint Elizabeth too (aye aye)
First of my kind, act like you nuh know
But a me this, born from a coach
Wah that you a burn, is a roach?
Man deya with herb inabundance,
Heard of the substance, mind you approach
When you reach for thrones, keep your feet on ground
And I’m always right back alone like (Whoa)
 
Chorus
 
Verse 2
Just call mommy and she reach home safe (safe safe)
My girl in a bed sleep sound, not a shake (no)
And I feel life is a gift (i)
So I look the I in the eye, make you realize I never, I never shift
But the bwoy flow quite clever wit
Sharp with a blade, slice sever it
Man deya did a work fi a while
Him start make coil, demwant take a set
When you sit in thrones, keep your feet on ground
And I’m always right back alone like
Chorus x2
Weed & Ting
Wheeling in
Out of the streets again
And you feeling him
Chorus
Written by: Andrew Bain, David Goldfine, Dwayne Chin-Quee, Laurent P. Alfred, Lloyd Junior Richards, Mitchum Chin, Oje Ollivierre
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