Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Nicholas M. Warwar
Songwriter
Tarik Azzouz
Songwriter
Simon Robert Beddoe
Songwriter
Tommy Evans
Songwriter
Dominic Howard
Songwriter
Tarek Christopher Modi
Songwriter
Daniel James Templeman
Songwriter
Ruby Wood
Songwriter
C. Hargreaves
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
STREETRUNNER
Producer
Tarik Azzouz
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
With what the young generation's doing
And I'm like, "Yo, man, you really just got to do this, like"
Worrying about or tryna figure out
What they, if they gon' like it or not
Aww man, you gon' have about five years go by
Next thing you know, you ain't gon' wanna do this shit no more
But you really just gotta do you
(Yeah)
(Going by)
(Going, going, gone, gone, gone, gone)
(Going by)
(Going, going, gone, gone, gone, gone)
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
(Going by)
Go
Years go by, where we at right now? (Now)
Dog we might be able to relax right now (now)
Pressure on me whenever I'm flatlined down
I can't keep 'em on my back right now
The game called me and said, "Come back right now" (right now)
Put the fire on the fuckin' wax right now, yeah (right now)
She want all the eggs in one batch right now, but (right, right now)
I can't risk that right now, no
City on fire, that's 'cause of me and Jack, huh (me and Jack)
50 deuce got the city loose, goin' platinum (goin' platinum)
Spit the truth in the booth, give it to the fandom (fandom)
Listen boo, I gotta make these anthems
Anywho, she went ghost on me, Danny Phantom
Single ladies, romance 'em (romance 'em)
Hold me baby, no ransom
Know me crazy, throwin' tantrums
(Yeah)
Know me crazy
Know me crazy
(Baby, baby)
Yeah (oh)
Years go by (yeah)
Years go by (yeah)
Years go by
Listen up (going by)
Huh
Yeah, show tonight, hoe it's hype, won't you let go tonight
Baby, get closer right, it was meant for you (yeah)
Heard it right, bitches ain't sittin' it for you (no)
Certified, bonafide, genuine for you, that's (that's real-real)
That's a fuckin' synonym for you
Givenchy, you like em? I'll send 'em in for you
Split it with a nigga, got the dividends for you
You down with it, wood brown, cinnamon for you
Yeah, you don't live for this life, girl, I know
But this is the life I know
Yes, it took a little time
Just a grown nigga, but I've grown since then
And I promise, we gon' keep it solid
Keep away all the monsters
Fuck this nonsense, no dividin', we conquer
It's that anniversary
Sing that shit like Tony, sing this chorus and this verse for me
Bae it's Gawdtilla
(Where you goin'?)
('Fore this time go)
(Going, going, gone, gone, gone)
Go
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Writer(s): Simon Beddoe, Dominic Howard, Ruby Wood, Tarek Modi, Bryson Tiller, Christopher Hargreaves, Tarik Azzouz, Nicholas Warwar, Tommy Evans, Daniel Templeman
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