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Paris Price
Paris Price
Lead Vocals
Chris Patrick
Chris Patrick
Lead Vocals
Dende
Dende
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paris Price
Paris Price
Songwriter
Chris Patrick
Chris Patrick
Songwriter
Isaiah Plummer
Isaiah Plummer
Songwriter
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Isaiah Plummer
Isaiah Plummer
Producer

Lyrics

She killing me slowly Slowly, slowly (She killing me) Slowly (She killing me) Slowly (She killing me) Slow Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Killing me slowly Killing me slowly Nigga don't know me Used to be my homie You the reason I'm down bad The reason I'm fucked up You the reason I'm fucked up Baby, you the reason I'm fucked up Killing me slowly Killing me slowly Nigga don't know me Used to be my homie You the reason I'm down bad (yeah) The reason I'm fucked up (yeah) You the reason I'm fucked up Baby, you the reason I'm fucked up (ay) Running from the pain, I feel like Forrest Gump Know I ain't got too much money, I be pourin' up Know a nigga came from nothing, don't need PornHub You would think that God is sexist when He show the boy love For that, I'm grateful But Lord, can you tell me why they leaving When I'm grievin' for a season? Are these demons, or these devils, angels? 'Cause I've been tryna see it how you see it Havin' trouble with believing, can you show me yo' Heaven's angle? How do you see it from the bird's eye? Lookin' with my third leg, not my third eye But when I lay my head on the pillow In the night time, when the light's down, know you heard cries? Some weepin' before I'm sleepin' But weekend, you know I'm creepin' Some sneaking, some door creaking, I'm fucked up Hearing them footsteps in the dark Baby, you're tiptoeing on my heart Killing me slowly Killing me slowly Nigga don't know me Used to be my homie You the reason I'm down bad The reason I'm fucked up You the reason I'm fucked up Baby, you the reason I'm fucked up Don't do well when alone for too long Lost you, late that day, I lost my soul Lord, just help me, please, don't steer me wrong You, killing me slow (ay) Killing me slow, like a pertinent disease Stole your heart, I heard yo' pops is known for murdering thieves Word to relieve ya The perks of you just workin' for me Is we slidin' this anaconda to do work in your spleen? Searching for green, you know I keep the herb in the tree You like Cerberus, only bark when you disturbed in yo' dreams That's why them early-day links be so perfect for me Your fine ass fuck around and catch a Birkin from me, but You don't know if this is what you need I can't make you stay if you will leave tonight I won't stop you if this not 'posed to be I just hope you would've chosen me for life Killing me slowly (life) Killing me slowly Nigga don't know me Used to be my homie You the reason I'm down bad The reason I'm fucked up You the reason I'm fucked up Baby, you the reason I'm fucked up Killing me slowly Killing me slowly Nigga don't know me Used to be my homie You the reason I'm down bad The reason I'm fucked up You the reason I'm fucked up Baby, you the reason I'm fucked up
Writer(s): Chris Patrick, Isaiah Plummer, Paris Price Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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