Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jon Keith
Stimme und Gesang
Derek Minor
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ruslan
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
I'm falling from the sky, can you believe it?
Hey, living for the day and not the weekend
Feelin' so good I'm on a wave now
They so new school, but on the wave down (Crash)
I'm just the man that they wanna be
And I don't mind if they start in front of me
And I can be as patient as I wanna be
I'm treated like your daddy
There's no way the that you are sonning me
I've said, I've seen, I've dreamed a role
I don't wanna make myself too comfortable
Long as my family straight, I'm on a roll
Baby, this is all in faith, I'm kinda cold
Rewind, brace yourself, the quiet storm is coming
I'm conflicted, I should give a warning
Can't conform, 'cause I can see the finish
Sooner or later, they gon' have to listen
Why we gotta, gotta lie?
Had a lot up on my mind
They tried to tell me there were no way
So I had to move my own way
Why we gotta, gotta lie?
Had a lot up on my mind
They tried to tell me there were no way
So I had to move my own way
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that, ah
How can I not make it to the finish?
Young Mike Phelps, how I'm in it
Chronic by the wrist and I'ma live it
Get up out the wave, hittin' with it like (Move)
All I really see is fake bosses
They ain't got hands, can't toss us
They ain't look a thing like Jesus
Why do you even try to cross us for?
You fold, I'm self-assure
If anybody wants to dance, it goes to Don
You can see that this the it so hold your nose
You ain't seem to get the pic, hold your pose
Hands up out like auto call
You could stay with Dwayne, The Rock
We rock and roll
All the way to heaven's gate, might slip and fall
I'ma always get back up, don't stop the show, oh my
Why we gotta, gotta lie?
Had a lot up on my mind
They tried to tell me there were no way
So I had to move my own way
Why we gotta, gotta lie?
Had a lot up on my mind
They tried to tell me there were no way
So I had to move my own way
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that, ah
I am not a slave to your masters
Prolly 'cause I own my own masters
Sell your whole soul for advances
Laughin' out loud to true rappers
Jokes all on you, dog
I'm makin' moves like a U-Haul
Had to cut a couple people off
Now my circle lookin' like a dot, ya'll
Hittin' home runs, they just run the bases
They just switchin' sides, they just sound wasted
I'm at her runnin' 'round with house money
With a poonie tryna make a deal with Satan
I've been watchin' God just to see His moves
Feelin' like I'm on FaceTime
Mr. Money, you just keep it true
Don't you worry 'bout a little face time
Why we gotta, gotta lie?
Had a lot up on my mind
They tried to tell me there were no way
So I had to move my own way
Why we gotta, gotta lie?
Had a lot up on my mind
They tried to tell me there were no way
So I had to move my own way
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that
And it's goin' down like that, ah
Written by: Ruslan Karaoglanov
