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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
Johnathan Scott
Songwriter
Karel Jorge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Great John
Producer
Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
It's Great John Beats, baby
Great John on da beat by the way
[Verse 1]
Right now I'm hurting, so I can't show love
Buggin' off them drugs, I might run off on the plug
I ain't ever do no drills off no pills, I was sober
If they catch me lackin', told 'em make sure that it's over
Make sure that it's, huh
Make sure that it's lit
[Verse 2]
On the internet he tough, but out in person he a bitch
No, she thought I wasn't shit, now shorty say I'm lit
If it ain't 'bout no money, don't be calling me for shit
Iced out even when the lights out
I'm so high you can see my cloud
****, I ain't really hearing what you saying right now
[Verse 3]
****, I ain't really playing right now
Red beam, ****, I ain't gotta aim right now but it's okay
Wouldn't let me fuck back then, said, "No way"
Now she see up I'm up, black Benz on the freeway
Now she see up I'm up, she be acting like she need sleep
[Verse 4]
Running to that money till my knees weak
I just slut two hoes, that's a three-peat
She said she wanna marry me, I said I love the streets (Huh)
Can't let momma bury me, I'm riding with my heat (Huh)
[Verse 5]
You don't know what I came from
Just 'cause he day one, don't mean he day one
I know some shit, won't say nun
I might just play dumb, you know I'm A1
Aye, huh
[Verse 6]
Little bad bitch from the Valley-o
Too freak, lemme fuck her on the patio
She know my name, but she still call me daddy-o
You know the game, I don't play it, I just know the controls, aye
[Verse 7]
You know the sayin', "You better pay what you owe"
Back then, money short, I was praying it grow, aye
You'll probably never feel the pain in my soul
So I'm tryna put the pain in my songs
I'll be this way till I'm gone
[Verse 8]
Still I ride with it
Gotta survive, I can't die livin'
Tell the truth, why you lying? No smiles in it
My demons cry and I forgive 'em
[Verse 9]
Aye, I'm better off on my lonely
Less chance of **** switching up on me
I know shit sad but you gotta watch homies
They don't understand, real **** only, aye
[Verse 10]
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip lean when we thirsty, aye
I put some ice where my heart stay
How that black boy shine in a dark place? Aye
[Verse 11]
I'm not nice enough, aye
My bread piling up, my fit, styling, tuck
I don't smile enough, I don't smile enough
Aye
[Verse 12]
I'm not nice enough, aye
My bread piling up, my kicks styling, tough
I don't smile enough, I don't smile enough
Written by: Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Tegan Chambers