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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christian Anthony
Christian Anthony
Vocals
Clinton Cave
Clinton Cave
Programming
Mitchel Cave
Mitchel Cave
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Anthony
Christian Anthony
Songwriter
Clinton Cave
Clinton Cave
Songwriter
Jason Bell
Jason Bell
Songwriter
Jordan Miller
Jordan Miller
Songwriter
Mitchel Cave
Mitchel Cave
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chase Atlantic
Chase Atlantic
Producer
Justin Smith
Justin Smith
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I
I think I'm a God or some other shit, yeah
You know how I get when I'm in my head
Pink shadows in the basement, whoa
What's that pink shadow in base?
[Verse 2]
Mama, I'm sorry, reality's boring
I cut it up, wash it all down with a forty
I probably won't snort it
My head is distorted
I try to ignore it, I try to ignore it
I'm searching for glory, girl, you know the story
Girl, you know the story
[Verse 3]
Drugs and fucking money
I can hear the birds sing
Drugs and fucking money
Fucking up this whole thing
Drugs and fucking money
Only thing that I need
Drugs and fucking money
[Verse 4]
Yeah, drugs and fucking money
I can hear the birds sing
Drugs and fucking money
Fucking up this whole thing
Drugs and fucking money
Only thing that I need
Drugs and fucking money, yeah, drugs and fucking
[Verse 5]
Gold plated chain in my pocket
I can make it rain if I wanted to
She said, you got drugs 'cause I want 'em
Hell, nah
I told you they're mine, girl, just stop it
[Verse 6]
Mama, I'm sorry, reality's boring
I cut it up, wash it all down with a forty
I probably won't snort it
My head is discarded
I try to ignore it, I try to ignore it
I'm searching for glory, girl, you know the story
Girl, you knew the story
[Verse 7]
Drugs and fucking money
I can hear the birds sing
Drugs and fucking money
Fucking up this whole thing
Drugs and fucking money
Only thing that I need
Drugs and fucking money
[Verse 8]
Yeah, drugs and fucking money
I can hear the birds sing
Drugs and fucking money
Fucking up this whole thing
Drugs and fucking money
Only thing that I need
Drugs and fucking money, yeah
[Verse 9]
Drugs and fucking
Damn, I love it
Maybe I should drop it, pick a different subject
Maybe it's deliberate, if it's lacking substance
Baby, you still listen so I know you love it
I know you love it
[Verse 10]
Well, I guess I could sell some nice things
Or write about how good my life's been
I'm sure your parents wouldn't like me
These circumstances can be frightening
I guess it matters how you time things, yeah
Balance addiction on a tight string
Money and drugs are all I think about
So I'ma drop this song and let the birds sing
[Verse 11]
Damn, I love it
Maybe I should drop it, pick a different subject
Maybe it's deliberate, if it's lacking substance
Baby, you still listen so I know you love it
I know you love it
[Verse 12]
(I know you love it)
Written by: Christian Anthony, Jason Bell, Jordan Miller, Mitchel Cave

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