Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Triple One
Performer
Lil Dijon
Vocals
Marty Bugatti
Vocals
Obi Ill Terrors
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Conor Grealish
Composer
Dominic Kim
Composer
Martin Guilfoyle
Composer
William Gunns
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Billy Gunns
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Thought I looked and saw a photo of my life
Not four years before I turned 5, that's enough
When you truly know the nature of our lives
It'll be way past all our primes, what a bust
[Verse 2]
I've ben seeing eyes, but they just whispered in my head
We'll never truly kick it till the bucket at the end
Fuck, I need a drink, I need a bump, I need a bend
I need a, I guess I need a next
Still you talking like you know me
That's the perks of growing up, never know until it's done
The greatest enemy is the person in your life
That makes you think that when you grow up
All your shit will be alright
Could be a mother, or a father, or a sister
Usually a lover
Never thought that you could miss, but
Aiming's getting tough
When you been aiming for a missed shot
I guess this growing up is just the painting on the picture
[Verse 3]
And I'll drink till my liver gets cirrhosis
And I've been thinking it's something that you should notice
From all this calling out, deaf ears are just a lotus
And I'll just drink until my liver gets cirrhosis
I need some balance, need some truth
I need to go with, I need to go with
[Verse 4]
And I'll just drink till my liver gets cirrhosis
And my wife gets a call from a room
I'm just lying in, no need to lie to the family
We just dying, man
I need some balance, need some truth
I need some vitamins, I need some guidance
I'm just sick of all the lying, man
I'm sick of all the lying, man
[Verse 5]
Could've been the twenty hours I was closed lip
Did you even notice it's notable?
Never needed your help, or did I lie to myself?
It's easy tryna cope when you deny that you're alone
Forgetting times, I got too fucked up drinking wine
And calling phones I knew would not reply
Or even give me the time
Just to swipe to the right
A little message or line, I think I'm losing my
[Verse 6]
It's all good
Forgettin' time and time again
It's all good
'Cause I'ma smash a fucking bottle
And I'll drink till hallelujah
Fuckin' forty days of praying
Just to fall upon a new star
It's all good
It's all good
[Verse 7]
And I'll drink till my liver gets cirrhosis
And I've been thinking it's something that you should notice
From all this calling out, deaf ears are just a lotus
And I'll just drink till my liver gets cirrhosis
I need some balance, need some truth
I need to go with, I need to go with
Written by: Conor Grealish, Dominic Kim, Martin Guilfoyle, William Gunns