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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bladee
Bladee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Reichwald
Benjamin Reichwald
Songwriter
Richard Ortiz
Richard Ortiz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
F1lthy
F1lthy
Producer
AM
AM
Producer

Lyrics

(Wake up) (Cold) All for nothing DJ Kenn, all or nothing These boys are on nothing This dunya I'm stuck in Keep winning, I want nothing Cops come, I saw nothing Trash Star, this shit funny to me This money keep coming to me I got perma-fried tonight They're all gonna love me when I die Not crying, got something in my eye I got anxiety and I'm high I'm the type to spiral out of control I kinda like chaos unfold This Drain Gang high school I enrolled I was kind of the CEO, you know? Lowkey, you're better off being broke Having success is not that dope Being in LA off that coke Surrounded by people I don't even know Surroundеd by people I don't evеn like Fake-ass love, that shit played out Care about your status? That shit played out I don't care if you're rich, I don't wanna hang out If you're not GTB, I don't wanna hang out If you're not SG, I don't wanna hang out If you're not Drain Gang, I don't wanna hang out Man, long story short, I don't wanna hang out (Drain Gang) I'm not so sure I wanna hang out Blinds down in my house, I don't wanna hang out Trash bags on the window, don't wanna hang out Door locked on the safe, I don't wanna hang out All for nothing DJ Kenn, all or nothing These boys are on nothing This dunya I'm stuck in Keep winning, I want nothing Cops-Cops come, I saw nothing Trash Star, this shit funny to me All this money keep coming to me Forever
Writer(s): Benjamin Reichwald, Richard Ortiz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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