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Trevor Clemente
Trevor Clemente
Stimme und Gesang
Mackenzie Robinson
Mackenzie Robinson
Stimme und Gesang
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Trevor Clemente
Trevor Clemente
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Mackenzie Robinson
Mackenzie Robinson
Songwriter:in
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Mackenzie Robinson
Mackenzie Robinson
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Lyrics

If you ain't really bout that action a little bit
Then why you acting like you're tryna be
Full face masks on, in the back light my wood
Now I'm high while I'm rolling my weed yeah
Pull up in my whip, turn around do a 36
Leaving marks Ima run from the past
I'm out on my own
Take a 30 bag to my dome
Take me out never thought it would last
I never thought it would last
So I keep running but this ghost just keeps on haunting my past
I had to see through myself just to see who he was
But it was just me all a long
I made the problems I had
So pay my bands up, so pay my bands up
Working hard daily on the grind can barely stand up
Now you know that I be looking for the answers
Yeah I be looking for the answers
But I never seem to find them till I look behind me
Hindsights 20/20, perfect timing
Every time I feel like I missed the message
I see it when I don't expect it
I just learn to trust no matter what I'm gone find it
I'm just tryna keep my bread up
To pay the one's who have fed up
You know I've always known better
Pulling in the Benz truck
I keep my mind on the cheddar
I keep rolling any weather
If you ain't really bout that action a little bit
Then why you acting like you're tryna be
Full face masks on, in the back light my wood
Now I'm high while I'm rolling my weed yeah
Pull up in my whip, turn around do a 36
Leaving marks Ima run from the past
I'm out on my own
Take a 30 bag to my dome
Take me out never thought it would last
And I don't
Miss the love we had on our iPhones
Facetime wasn't really face time
I just wish that you were really there whenever I was home
Nothing ever feels like, that love you only feel
When you know it's real
You don't even know how you know
And the suns out
Nothing else matters
Running from the 5 0
They can kiss my ass now
Playing like Nintendo
Ain't no turning back no
We rolling up some big blunts
Hit em till we pass out
I'm just tryna keep my bread up
To pay the one's who have fed up
You know I've always known better
Pulling in the Benz truck
I keep my mind on the cheddar
I keep rolling any weather
If you ain't really bout that action a little bit
Then why you acting like you're tryna be
Full face masks on, in the back light my wood
Now I'm high while I'm rolling my weed yeah
Pull up in my whip, turn around do a 36
Leaving marks Ima run from the past
I'm out on my own
Take a 30 bag to my dome
Take me out never thought it would last
Written by: Mackenzie Robinson, Trevor Clemente
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