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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yelawolf
Yelawolf
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Atha
Michael Atha
Songwriter
William Washington
William Washington
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Willpower
Willpower
Producer
Bradley Post
Bradley Post
Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Ian Blanton
Ian Blanton
Engineer
Kawan "KP" Prather
Kawan "KP" Prather
Executive Producer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Marcus Beatty
Marcus Beatty
Engineer

Lyrics

Man this fuckin' bitch
Done took off, fuckin' with some college graduate
Punk-ass, Abercrombie wearin' motherfucker
Left me broken-hearted in the Chevy
It's all good though, know why?
I got me, bitch
Both of us was in the same class
In '02 in Antioch, Nash-Ville
I wanted you so bad
That I forgot to mind my manners
Everybody wanted them panties
Every guy was hopin' to land it
We would flirt around and touch hands
Until we fucked around and took Xanax
And that's when you began to drive me bananas
I was in denial, it's apparent
You began to lie to your parents
You should know that I can't live
Without you holdin' my name
Now my heart's in control of my brain
And I can't hold it in the lanes
Rollin' down 20, man
With this Jack in my cup
Feelin' down on my luck
And I'm doin' 120, man
Maybe I'm givin' up
Baby, I'm givin' up
Baby, what is happening?
Don't you believe in us?
Don't you believe in us?
She said, "I know you gave me everything"
But love is not enough
Love is not enough
Love is not enough
Used to fuck so much, we missed school
You was there when I needed you
I was there when you needed me
We were un-separable
When I was broke, with no fuckin' food
You was tough enough to be cool
Skate holes all in my shoes
Dope-boys had me confused
I was in love with hip-hop
You was in love with that too
What made it come to a stop?
Had to have been the money issue, bitch
And I really miss the rain
I gave you all of my soul
And all I got left is a key-chain
Rollin' down 20, man
With this Jack in my cup
Feelin' down on my luck
And I'm doin' 120, man
Maybe I'm givin' up
Baby, I'm givin' up
Baby, what is happening?
Don't you believe in us?
Don't you believe in us?
She said, "I know you gave me everything"
But love is not enough
Love is not enough
Love is not enough
Who the fuck are you fuckin' now? Bet he's always takin' you out
College-educated and proud
Me, well I'm just a drop-out
Can't really blame you for buggin'
Ain't I the dirt on your rug
And just the place to wipe your shoes
And give me all your thrown-away lovin'?
Back to my buzzin' and druggin'
Back to my gutter with nothin'
Back to the, "What, all of a sudden?"
Cracks in the covenant, trust in me
You ain't gotta worry bout sharing this success with Wayne
Now it's just petty change but I still feel the pain
Rollin' down 20, man
With this Jack in my cup
Feelin' down on my luck
And I'm doin' 120, man
Maybe I'm givin' up
Baby, I'm givin' up
Baby, what is happening?
Don't you believe in us?
Don't you believe in us?
She said, "I know you gave me everything"
But love is not enough
Love is not enough
Love is not enough
Written by: Michael Atha, William Washington
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