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Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lil Uzi Vert
Leadgesang
Jw Lucas
Programmierung
TM88
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bryan Simmons
Songwriter:in
John Wesley Lucas
Songwriter:in
Symere Woods
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Leslie Brathwaite
Mischtechniker:in
Jw Lucas
Produzent:in
TM88
Produzent:in
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Kesha Lee
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Paroles
Are you alright?
I'm alright, I'm quite alright
And my money's right
Hey (yeah)
Countin' them bands on way to the top 'til it be fallin' over
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Countin' them bands on my way to the top 'til it's fallin' over
I don't really care if you cry
On the real, you should've never lied
Should've saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said, "Baby, I am not afraid to die"
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
Phantom that's all red, inside all white
Like somethin' you ride a sled down, I just want that
My Brittany got mad, I'm barely her man now
Everybody got the same swag now
Watch the way that I tear it down
Stackin' my bands all the way to the top
All the way 'til it be fallin' over
Every time that you leave your spot
Your girlfriend call me like, "Come on over"
I like the way that she treat me
Gon' leave you, won't leave me, I call it that Casanova
She say I'm insane, yeah
Wanna blow my - out
Help me off the pain, yeah
Please, make it go away
I'm committed, not addicted, but it keep control of me
All the pain, now I can't feel it
I swear that it's slowin' me, yeah
I don't really care if you cry
On the real, you should've never lied
Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said, "I am not afraid to die"
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge (yeah)
All my friends are dead, yeah
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead, yeah
All my friends are dead, yeah
That is not your swag, I swear you fake hard
Now these - wanna take my cadence (yeah)
Rain on 'em, thunderstorm, rain on 'em (uh, yeah)
Make some, lil', take some (yeah, yeah)
Fast car, NASCAR, race on 'em
In the club, ain't got no ones, then we would become (yeah)
Clothes from overseas got the racks, and they all C-Notes
You is not a G though
Lookin' at you stackin' all your money, it all green though
I was countin' that and these all twenties, that's a G-roll
She say, "You're the worst, you're the worst"
I cannot - because this my universe
I don't really care if you cry
On the real, you should've never lied
Should've saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said, "Baby, I am not afraid to die"
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
Writer(s): Bryan Simmons, Symere Woods, John Wesley Lucas
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