Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Johnmanuel Mercado
Songwriter:in
Caesar Alexander Romero
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
To be honest, when it started, just wanted to be left alone
Wasn't worried bout the people I would never know
The love ain't real, but I used to think it really was
Grind to pay the bills, stay up late just to catch a buzz
And we ain't talking bout fame, just another facade
DJ Khaled, man, the father of Assad
Cause I feel like we the best
Who's to say that life's been hard
Kept an ear out, can't believe none of y'all
Crying to the net like you're not the one in charge
So hard it must have been, let's tell the ones not involved
I don't know who needs to hear it, maybe don't know the difference
Less you say, when you finally say it, they gon' feel it
Maybe it's not that, faking a fake trap
Rock a whole image, that can give you some fake daps
We can go the whole nine and even write some fake raps
Finally touched down, but called the playback
If it's all love, then why you so offended
The time we put in, how easy they forget it
Might need the loan, the way I need the credit
Better off alone, knew that before I said it
If it's all love, then why you so offended
The time we put in, how easy they forget it
Might need the loan, the way I need the credit
Better off alone, knew that before I said it
How I spread a message that's worthy to my fans
Ain't seen them often, can count them on my hands
Bye to the honeys, you chillin' with no buzz
Couple dollars up, simply just not enough
Only thing to offer is lungs and shoulder shrugs
So what, the fuck they tellin' us
I ain't playing' about it, I've givin' up my time
Did it my way, don't know if that's wrong or right
Kick it in the darkness , pretend to be the light
When I look around, don't see too many by my side
That's why, probably see the truth when I die
If you beat me there first, please tell them I said hi
Ima count em' when I get em'
The problem, they won't let em'
Your girl, the wrong level, she busy trendsetting
Dancing with the devil, never learned my lesson
Don't understand why I always keep em guessing
If it's all love, then why you so offended
The time we put in, how easy they forget it
Might need the loan, the way I need the credit
Better off alone, knew that before I said it
If it's all love, then why you so offended
The time we put in, how easy they forget it
Might need the loan, the way I need the credit
Better off alone, knew that before I said it
If it's all love then why you so offended
The time we put in, how easy they forget it
Better off alone, knew that before I said it
Written by: Caesar Alexander Romero, Johnmanuel Mercado
