Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PlaqueBoyMax
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maxwell Dent
Songwriter
Tony De Abreu
Songwriter
Nikita Spiridonov
Songwriter
Massimo Cerullo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PlaqueBoyMax
Recording Engineer
dammittony
Producer
Elementry
Producer
M18
Producer
Brandon Blatz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Mastering Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Can't believe this my life
Waking up, getting fried
Waking up to hundred thousands
Hundred bands in my closet
Worked for this, I got to pop it
Wrist and neck on cold stone
She touched my ice, I almost froze the ho
Came up, where else I was supposed to go?
Never stop, that's my advice
Always stay true to yourself 'cause you only got one life
I almost cried thinking about the days I almost gave up on myself
SOS, save this ship, Lord, it feel like I don't got no help
[Verse 1]
Yeah, like all I got is myself
And I'm getting high and smoking gas because I'm trying to salvage myself
Mama worried about my health
But I told her, "It's gon' be okay"
Gotta smoke so I stay sane
[Chorus]
Can't believe this my life
Waking up, getting fried
Waking up to hundred thousands
Hundred bands in my closet
Worked for this, I got to pop it
Wrist and neck on cold stone
She touched my ice, I almost froze the ho
Came up, where else I was supposed to go?
Never stop, that's my advice
Always stay true to yourself 'cause you only got one life
I almost cried thinking about the days I almost gave up on myself
SOS, save this ship, Lord, it feel like I don't got no help
[Verse 2]
I think about you, hope you know that
I think about you, hope you recognize
I miss your vibe, you a throwback
You special, you my favorite throwback
You been bad, we go way back
You badder now, you got them leg tats
You badder now, here's my Black card
She fuck me like this shit a casting call
Don't call me, I ain't trying to talk, now
I just don't think that the time is right
She flying out, she live the limelight
I'm getting rich, I love the limelight
My pockets going up times five
You do you and I'ma mind mines
FatBoyDip like Ron Artest, yeah
Two techs, the **** fouled out
[Chorus]
Can't believe this my life
Waking up, getting fried
Waking up to hundred thousands
Hundred bands in my closet
Worked for this, I got to pop it
Wrist and neck on cold stone
She touched my ice, I almost froze the ho
Came up, where else I was supposed to go?
Never stop, that's my advice
Always stay true to yourself 'cause you only got one life
I almost cried thinking about the days I almost gave up on myself
SOS, save this ship, Lord, it feel like I don't got no help
Written by: Massimo Cerullo, Maxwell Dent, Nikita Spiridonov, Tony De Abreu


