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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Franco
Young Franco
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joey Da Rin De Barbera
Joey Da Rin De Barbera
Composer
Maribelle Anes
Maribelle Anes
Composer
Moktar Sharouny
Moktar Sharouny
Composer
Pat Liney
Pat Liney
Composer
Abhi Sridharan Vaidehi
Abhi Sridharan Vaidehi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Da Rin De Barbera
Joey Da Rin De Barbera
Producer
Suture Mastering
Suture Mastering
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ooh, na, na, na
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
[Verse 2]
I don't got room in my atmosphere
For you, I'd move glaciers
But I ain't that spacious
And if you wanna ride with me, that's fine
But the world ain't handmade for you, no
I don't got acres
And I don't do labor
[Verse 3]
And it seems like even if I change, things don't change
Colors all same, just shades of gray
How can you complain again?
[Verse 4]
Safe to say you really ain't an angel
You ain't an angel
I took your mind in my hands just to dust it
Never did see no halo
Don't see no halo
You took my trust in your hands and you crushed it again
[Verse 5]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 6]
I don't need to catch my breath, love
The day you left me on the steps, that shit really had my chest bumped
But, shit, I took the ladder balanced on my envy
Empty but I manage like a S Class Tesla
You coulda had it made
Maybe if you kept them sandcastles that I made
But you had to be a wave
Of course, line steppin' like Ye at the VMAs
Fanned you, then fed you grapes for what? To be a phase?
Shit, guess I'm finally done ass kissin' and askin' please
They put my face in magazines, bitch, I'm snatchin' kings
It's more cheese than Thomas feedin' on Jamie
Family photos and a Dwayne Johnson action scene
[Verse 7]
Yeah, what an awkward convo
Used to my fingers on your skin like it's a bongo
But on goes life, I pray your next man ain't foolish to think you a saint
[Verse 8]
You really ain't an angel
You ain't an angel
I took your mind in my hands just to dust it
Never did see no halo
Don't see no halo
You took my trust in your hands and you crushed it again
[Verse 9]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 10]
Ooh, don't know what you want me to do
We said that we don't need a label
Cards on the table
Now you're sayin', "I love her," you
[Verse 11]
You really ain't an angel
You ain't an angel
I took your mind in my hands just to dust it
Never did see no halo
Don't see no halo
You took my trust in your hands and you crushed it again
[Verse 12]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Abhi Sridharan Vaidehi, Joey Da Rin De Barbera, Maribelle Anes, Moktar Sharouny, Pat Liney
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