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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
EST Gee
EST Gee
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
George Stone III
George Stone III
Songwriter:in
Randy Razz II
Randy Razz II
Songwriter:in
Grant Hackett
Grant Hackett
Songwriter:in
James Price
James Price
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
CantRushTheVibe
CantRushTheVibe
Produzent:in
Rxch
Rxch
Produzent:in
Sheffmade
Sheffmade
Produzent:in
Johngotitt
Johngotitt
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Royce Monroe
Royce Monroe
Mischtechniker:in
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Songteksten

[Intro]
I wish I can tell you it's different or prettier than what it is
How **** feel
How they portray to be on Instagram, it's real
[Chorus]
Too high, I can barely think, this last little eighth, I'ma take to the face
Don't lie, we seen you that day you froze in place, he heard that Drac'
I try to understand they hate, but I'm too real to feel 'em, I can't
Talk lies speaking on my name, you might see a slime boy coming your way
Don't get out thinking it's '08, shit way different way back in the day
Choose wise which side you take, is you with this shit or you ain't?
Try to switch sides late, you can't, that's the easiest way to get spanked
Try to switch sides late, you can't, that's the easiest way to get spanked
[Verse 1]
Man, I been talking to God, waiting on a response, it ain't the devil
Till then I'm steppin' in blood, just cover his body, leave that spinner
Remember I was spinnin', ain't as glorious as they show it Insta'
Far away from pretty pictures, might end smacking on something you kin to
Sewed up the last eight months, but it change nothing, don't feel no better
Ain't posted on none of my pages while I settle this little vendetta
She gon' hold both hands on my pistol, ain't on no cool shit, I'm tryna kill him
I booted up most of my mentions, but wasn't no difference times I did it
So much by looking, you see who lose and then who winning
Might gift is seeing the ending and how it turn out when it's finished
Sometimes I try to forgive him, then start thinking about my ****
It's dark, but you gotta have heart, don't start gettin' soft when you get them millions
[Verse 2]
I never was one of them type to send no pape', my members in prison
You speak on my brother, you getting it, whether this year or in twenty
I said I wouldn't change but shit been strange, and I feel different
I bleed and say I'm straight, don't ever complain, just handle my business
You slide, ain't shoot, ain't drive, I guess you around just to be the witness
Left eye go blind, ain't die, but I got my get back back times fifty
The biggest to ever ride the tarc, I park a foreign in my trenches
My granny couldn't tell me the answer when I asked if I'm still going to Heaven
[Chorus]
Too high, I can barely think, this last little eighth, I'ma take to the face
Don't lie, we seen you that day you froze in place, he heard that Drac'
I try to understand they hate, but I'm too real to feel 'em, I can't
Talk lies speaking on my name, you might see a slime boy coming your way
Don't get out thinking it's '08, shit way different way back in the day
Choose wise which side you take, is you with this shit or you ain't?
Try to switch sides late, you can't, that's the easiest way to get spanked
Try to switch sides late, you can't, that's the easiest way to get spanked
Written by: George Stone III, Grant Hackett, James Price, Randy Razz II
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