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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tony Touch
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Trouble
Komponist:in
Earl Simmons
Komponist:in
Grover Washington, Jr.
Komponist:in
Michael Gomez
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tony Touch
Produzent:in
Jake Palumbo
Mischtechniker:in
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Yeah, life's crazy
And I always told him, life be crazy
Life's a struggle
Life passion, life pain
It's all one and the same
Make it all make sense
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', can't get right
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', can't get right
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', gosh get right
Get me back on my feet stop playin' with life
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', can't get right
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', can't get right
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', gosh get right
Get me back on my feet stop playin' with life
I've been through hella different phases, like mazes, trying to get on
Brother was never there, I start banging, the bloods gave me a home (yoo)
Wasn't strong enough to face my problems that I had a kid
With anger issues from all the shit I seen my father did
Chang-dang, I been there, I was in there
Think about if I let my mama down, shirt red and swimwear
First came the bullshit, the drama with my pops
I wasn't seeing him, so I jumped into the street, went got a Glock
Like this, me, and I'ma be the seed, who gon' feed
Mama, so my lil' brother and sister won't ever need
I'm ready for the world at 16 to rob of what I was
I'm doing this shit to feed myself and fam, not for a street bug
Going too fast to make you crash, but I couldn't see that far (huh)
Stuck in detention centers (huh)
Fighting my evils off (yeah)
They put me in a situation as a child to be a man
Ain't had no guidance or help in hand, alone I stand, damn
Is it my fault, tell me what I did
Did pops not want a third kid, I'm hurting right now, the worst is
Back on the scene, it's 17, with a dream to get more cream
But I'm stuck on beans like a fiend, even try to clean
I'm always getting high, trying my hardest
I never gave a fuck about much, but my father
That's the only motherfucker who can clean on my path
Says a troublesome lil' nigga, that ain't nowhere fast
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', can't get right
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', can't get right
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', gosh get right
Get me back on my feet stop playin' with life
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', can't get right
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', can't get right
Ayy yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin', gosh get right
Get me back on my feet stop playin' with life
Writer(s): Earl Simmons, Albert Johnson, Michael A. Gomez, Grover Jr. Washington
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