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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Abstract
Kevin Abstract
Performer
Ryan Beatty
Ryan Beatty
Performer
Anthony Watts
Anthony Watts
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Beatty
Ryan Beatty
Composer
Ian Simpson
Ian Simpson
Composer
Anthony Watts
Anthony Watts
Composer
Gabriel Acheson
Gabriel Acheson
Composer
Baird Acheson
Baird Acheson
Composer
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Goldwash
Goldwash
Producer
Baird Acheson
Baird Acheson
Producer
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Producer
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Kim
Andrew Kim
Assistant Engineer
Julian Picado
Julian Picado
Assistant Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Been laid off work A Texas boy, I was dreamin' of L.A We was trippin' off candy paint, yeah Blow the speakers out, yeah, yeah, yeah Shoot my own movie with my niggas now Five bedrooms, most of us was sleeping on the couch Bring 'em drugs in, I was dressed up like McLovin Had some shit to say, so I said it out in public Should've told my niggas all the shit that I was struggling with All I wanna do is tour and fuck All I wanna do is get my money up But you still in my way, bitch, you still in my way Get the fuck up out my way, which way In your bed, keeping secrets In your dreams, you keep leading me on Long as you're loving me, long as you're loving me We can keep this going on You know I'll wait another day Long as I hear you finally say It was just a shot in the dark It was only half of your heart Then we run it up lookin' fresh as fuck Got me runnin' 'round this town, the stereo In my ears, too loud, turnin' down the crowd I ain't never wishy-washy, I don't live in doubt I know (I know) I know who you are Y'all scared, y'all scared, y'all scared, y'all scared to go that far (What ya scared of? What ya scared of?) (What, what, what ya...) In your bed, keeping secrets In your dreams, you keep leading me on Long as you're loving me, long as you're loving me We can keep this goin' on You know I'll wait another day Long as I hear you finally say It was just a shot in the dark It was only half of your heart You know I'll wait another day Long as I hear you finally say It was just a shot in the dark It was only half of your heart Look at the fireworks going off Look at my boy, man, he loves showing off Big arms, no tattoos, we can't take no more bad news Never gon' fit into my dad's shoes, all gone in a vacuum Looking right back at you on a plane, we goin' home Woke up in a castle, my life as an adult I need like three summers, I need nights, please mama Bring me some more peace, these days we barely sleep We been working all through the week My nigga provide for me That my soldier, that my soldier, that my soldier, he know He know I got him 'til we old, until we put in the ground The three-peat, my life on repeat This shit like three-peat, my life on repeat That my soldier, that my soldier, that my soldier, he know He know I got him 'til we old, until we put in the ground The three-peat, my life on repeat This shit like three-peat, my life on repeat
Writer(s): Baird Robert Wittner Acheson, Clifford Simpson, Romil Hemnani, Anthony Watts, Gabe Acheson, Ryan Beatty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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