Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BROCKHAMPTON
BROCKHAMPTON
Performer
Ryan Beatty
Ryan Beatty
Vocals
Shawn Mendes
Shawn Mendes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rakim Mayers
Rakim Mayers
Composer
Jabari Manwarring
Jabari Manwarring
Composer
Ryan Beatty
Ryan Beatty
Composer
Ian Simpson
Ian Simpson
Composer
Matthew Champion
Matthew Champion
Composer
Russell Boring
Russell Boring
Composer
Dalvin Serino
Dalvin Serino
Composer
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Composer
Jared Scharff
Jared Scharff
Composer
Jeremy Ruzumna
Jeremy Ruzumna
Composer
Joseph Karnes
Joseph Karnes
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jabari Manwarring
Jabari Manwarring
Producer
Video Store
Video Store
Producer
Queen Sixties
Queen Sixties
Producer
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Recording Engineer
Tyler Shields
Tyler Shields
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Bryant
Jacob Bryant
Assistant Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You look so different to me
It's like you barely even, listen
[Verse 2]
You look so different to me
It's like you barely even know me
You was missin' for me
Swear I'm tired of feelin' lonely
Like, Field Mob songs, Trill Mob, boy
She been MIA far too long, so far
Now catch the conversation, change the conversation
Dollars all I'm chasin'
Ain't talkin' money, fuck is you sayin'?
I'm non-comprehensive, money finish sentences
No, I ain't sensitive, ****, just highly offended
[Verse 3]
It'll be okay no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
[Verse 4]
It'll be okay no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
[Verse 5]
Let's not fake the funk, she say I pour too much in my cup
Fuck the opposition, plus I'm still ridin' with it tucked
They say I should change the way I'm livin', but just can't get enough
Still be quick to up that chopper on his block and hit him up
My little brothers don't come home till November, I told 'em, "We gon' live it up"
Can't do shit but pray for J Ron 'cause that **** don't give a fuck
Not at all, ****
Had my back against the wall, ****
Momma told me I see it all, ****, yeah
[Verse 6]
Who love you at your lowest of lows?
I know, I mean
I'm in the backyard thinkin' I need
That smoke puffin' outta my teeth
I'm good, I got my green
Sittin' back, sippin', ocean breeze
I don't got it, baby, ask them boys
All that hatin' turn to white noise
Tryna get red carpet fly
I don't flex my life, I don't lie
Treat life like I might die
Don't like myself sometimes
But I bet that come with time
Ever feel like your head got screws a little bit loose?
God damn, give a fuck if I lose
Ain't no fool, he got deja vu
I'm the man, I'm the dog, got juice
Just know I'm fucked up too
Talk like you got it figured out and I wish I did too
[Verse 7]
It'll be okay no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
[Verse 8]
It'll be okay no matter what they say about us
It'll be okay no matter what they say about us
I know that it'll be okay
You ain't even need no money, you can count on me
[Verse 9]
Count on me
Count on me
Written by: Rakim Mayers, Jabari Manwarring, Ryan Beatty, Ian Simpson, Matthew Garrett Champion, Russell Evan Boring, Dalvin Serino, Romil Hemnani, Jared Blake Scharff, Jeremy Ruzumna, Joseph Karnes
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