Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tinie Tempah
Tinie Tempah
Vocals
Luke Steele
Luke Steele
Vocals
Sam Frank
Sam Frank
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Steele
Luke Steele
Songwriter
Sam Frank
Sam Frank
Songwriter
Alexander Shuckburgh
Alexander Shuckburgh
Songwriter
Patrick Okogwu
Patrick Okogwu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Shuckburgh
Alexander Shuckburgh
Producer
John Hill
John Hill
Producer
Dick Beetham
Dick Beetham
Mastering Engineer
Joachim Says
Joachim Says
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My neighbors keep gettin' mugged
So we sleep with the alarm on
Bedroom filled with Nike SB's and Comme des Gracons
Starin' at the ceilin' listenin' to, "So Far Gone"
Tryna make the world pay me, pay me daily like Carson
[Verse 2]
My mom say I need to put on weight like Kelly Clarkson
She say I work like a soldier, steady marchin'
Left right, left right, left right, left right
Tryna keep it smellin' like Elizabeth Arden
[Verse 3]
Apartments, yard river garden
Money in the jeans, car key in the cardigan
When I was a kid I wished that I could be in Narnia
Every time my father disregarded an argument
[Verse 4]
Wishin' I was sittin' on the moon, watchin' videos
Wishin' I was livin' on a shoe, with dishonest youths
Doin' things I didn't wanna do
Wishin' I could see the world through a different point of view
[Verse 5]
Leave your baggage at the stairs and your worries at the door
You don't have to think about problems anymore
(I can make you believe in anything)
I know that everything's changed
But I'm under this illusion just so I don't go insane
(I can make you believe in anything)
[Verse 6]
You ever been too fed up to get up?
Or wish you had a huge shredder for a few letters?
Dreamin' up these stories of these whole new adventures
Like blue Louis Vuittons on the new Cinderella
[Verse 7]
Check your sense of humor on the new rumors gettin' better
But I'ma teach you a lesson, and I don't mean a lecture
'Cause only fake dudes get jealous (Rich, rich)
And we'll never let a dude get near us (Rich, rich)
[Verse 8]
'Cause we're up with the stars, somewhere outer space
'Cause on the underground, I felt so out of place
I got Tom, Dick, and Harry all lookin' at my face
I know they wanna say safe but know how to say it
[Verse 9]
Bad body language, I don't understand it
When they see Patrick, then they turn to gangsters
And that's a passage from my mantra
I started readin' from a whole different chapter
[Verse 10]
Leave your baggage at the stairs and your worries at the door
You don't have to think about problems anymore
(I can make you believe in anything)
I know that everything's changed
But I'm under this illusion just so I don't go insane
(I can make you believe in anything)
[Verse 11]
(I can make you)
(I can make you)
(I can make you believe in anything)
(I can make you)
(I can make you believe in anything)
Written by: Alexander Shuckburgh, John Hill, Luke Steele, Sam Frank, Tinie Tempah
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