積分

演出藝人
GAWVI
GAWVI
演出者
詞曲
Gabriel Azucena
Gabriel Azucena
作曲
Wilfred Collado Peña
Wilfred Collado Peña
作曲
製作與工程團隊
Derek Keota
Derek Keota
混音師
Gabriel Azucena
Gabriel Azucena
製作人

歌詞

Home sick, this body is a tent, heavens where home is
Sick, heavens where home is
Home sick, this body is a tent, heavens where home is
Sick, heavens where home is
Sick
Sick
Wasted too many years saying, "I'm probably not Enough"
Yeah, yeah
Washed us in the blood, plenty times I thought I was done, oh My
Yeah, yeah
God help me up, too many times I can't be stuck
Stuck to those lies
I got faith, yeah, I can't pull a rise
I won't shake from, thy kingdom come
Wasted too many years saying, "I'm probably not Enough"
Yeah, yeah
Washed us in the blood, plenty times I thought I was done, oh my
Yeah, yeah
Okay (Sick)
Yeah, don't talk to me
I've been outside in 100 degrees
The fellas gon' eat
My story's seem back greater (Sick)
To see what it's to me
Ain't no problem with that
I see you and your pettiness, way too attached
We can't run it all back, we keep playing these games
To slighten your slack
Why you talk about me and undercover
God, forgive all the hate from my brothers
I got dropped from the band for my struggles
Got the courage to stand out the bubble
Don't they make everything look what it seems
They came through when they head like a beam
All I taught them a vowel, still I don't, I don't talk (Sick)
I don't talk to no creep, I don't talk too you creeps
I don't sleep
Everything that I love, my family tree, my friends, y'all can't compete
Ain't no way those are the others of my friends
We got years, but bro look how it end
Ain't no way the tears gon' follow your tram, your track
Can't take 'em from me
All the top, we don't cop
We don't run in the past from the opps
They are sure are now weef and our bop
Ain't no kids when I win I don't lie
Ain't no time to go waste on the clock
And you know I put off for my dogs
And you know I put off for my family
Boy, go kick on some rocks
Wasted too many years saying, "I'm probably not Enough"
Yeah, yeah
Washed us in the blood, plenty times I thought I was done, oh my
Yeah, yeah
God help me up, too many times, I can't be stuck
Stuck to those lies
I got faith, yeah, I can't pull a rise
I won't shake from, thy kingdom come (Home Sick)
Wasted too many years saying, "I'm probably not Enough" (This Body is a tent, heavens where home is)
(Sick)
Written by: Gabriel Azucena, Wilfred Collado Peña
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