Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul M Currington
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul M Currington
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul M Currington
Executive Producer
Lyrics
I've been keepin' to myself, makin' music, makin' moves
I've been stackin' so much paper, man, it feel like I can't lose
Can't vent about my problems, cause I know you got them too
Feel better when you show me, don't tell me you love me, boo
Forever hustlin' on the north, look all the shit I made it through huh
Look all the shit I made it through
Instead of hatin, I went and got some motion
She roll my weed, I stretch the pussy out like aerobics
Run her bath water, she get to soakin
Caribbean queen, her favorite artist was Billy Ocean
And I can tell from your vibes that you feelin' me
She know daddy, tell no lies, pussy wet
Call me Scuba Steve, still feining for your love
I can take a lost, got it out the mud
Pay me in distance, you know it's all love, huh
I've been keepin' to myself, makin' music, makin' moves
I've been stackin' so much paper, man, it feel like I can't lose
Can't vent about my problems, cause I know you got them too
Feel better when you show me, don't tell me you love me, boo
Forever hustlin' on the north, look all the shit I made it through huh
Look all the shit I made it through
And I pray whatever you experience in this lifetime
Be more of a lesson than a loss, you hear me
Stack ya paper, stay out the way, & take care of you and yours
Huh
Still doing it for that lil' black boy or girl, tryna make her home at night
You hear me
Huh
You hear me
Written by: Paul M Currington
