Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
424KP
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kyle Page
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jpbeatz
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Ye we weren't raised the same
Always on track but I didn't need to train
You think it's easy? I got a new memory
For every bullet if you were me
You'd want inside your brain
If you got time I don't mind getting to it
If we ain't close then just say what you want
Used to be hungry and hungry
and now I'm just hungrier but I got sumn for lunch
I put ice on my body to help I got aches from the days
Put my back in still ended up 4th
Not one for talking, so let's not discuss
Putting numbers in front of me no back and forth
Noticed responses and dinners, all changed now I'm up
Cause before weren't this many of courses
She look for stable but I want the horses
How bout a house for you and me a Porsche
And I'll get a lil Range Rover
Cause I know you'll get jealous
But I'm just happy finally all the pain over
No more cereal with water
I might hire couple scholar g's
Let em read through the apologies
1of1 these ain't no Prada jeans
Are they proud of me, we gonna see
If I ever did you wrong, keep the receipts
Cause I'll pay you back after I promise
You'd think I'm haunted if you believe karma from vacant houses
I can teach math just by breaking ounces
Break it up, weigh it up
Even if she fine, you hit but she paying some
This off the top, that mean here you'll be making some
Not for friends we ain't taking none
See I can use my bands I earned it
Swerving through lanes and lands she nervous
That's how I know that this one down to ride
She know if I go she go
If you win the game, the prize a birkin
No ring on your finger won't know where I'm working
Trust you with diamonds and money but that
Sh*t is different
Don't show her wherever I go
Made a few decisions on this lonely road
Trying to get to the top but I'm done feeling bad
Vision is cloudy and so is my cup
I told my shorty I can't take you back
You chasing the stars while the Feds chase my car
It ain't sumn that I'm really trying to brag about
Am I gonna miss a bag? I doubt it
No that ain't a mistake it's in thousands
I put ice on my body to help I got aches from the days
Put my back in still ended up 4th
Not one for talking, so let's not discuss
Putting numbers in front of me no back and forth
Noticed responses and dinners, all changed now I'm up
Cause before weren't this many of courses
She look for stable but I want the horses
How bout a house for you and me a Porsche
And I'll get a lil Range Rover
Cause I know you'll get jealous
But I'm just happy finally all the pain over
No more cereal with water
I might hire couple scholar g's
Let em read through the apologies
1of1 these ain't no Prada jeans
Are they proud of me, we gonna see
Writer(s): Oliver Larsson, Kyle Page, Amart Amart
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