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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyface Ray
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcellus Register
Songwriter
Evan Jarrod
Songwriter
Scaife Milton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Babyface Ray
Recording Engineer
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
Jacob Stewart
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
(I just need my space right now)
[Verse 1]
Up all night, I can't even sleep (Uh-uh)
How would shit be if you was still here?
Pain runnin' deep, I can't even show it (Pain runnin' deep)
Don't tell 'em 'bout your feelings, don't nobody care
Fuckin' up the check, man, I'm doin' shit for fun
Gettin' real money, man, I love it here
I'll push a button, ****, I'll turn it up (Turn it up)
Buyin' Cristal like it's Bel Air
Buyin' codeine like this shit deep
Big boy blunts like my **** E's
Punchin' in the road, watch me bob and weave
My hoe lookin' good, we ain't buyin' weed
[Verse 2]
Keep it too trill, last of a dying breed
I just woke up, cold sweat, I got demons over me
Got the plug on pause, I got fans overseas
Man, I hate being alone, got a **** hoe with me
[Verse 3]
Creepin' on the low (Low)
Probably wouldn't never say a word if I was broke (Uh-uh)
Matter fact, you wouldn't see me, I'd be gone
Shawty playin', like she E.T., took her home
Windows tinted, on the freeway gettin' dome
I been loadin' up on the stretch, shits crazy
Boy, you better get up off yo' ass, free 80s
Poodie text my line, "Life fast, be patient"
But mama told me never leave nothin' on the table
[Outro]
Yeah
She can't even dance, we threw money up the—
Hah, aye, yeah
She can't even dance, we threw money up the stage
****, yeah
Man, I can't complain, man, all this shit is profit
My **** in the feds and he eatin' steak and lobster
Written by: Evan Jarrod, Marcellus Register, Scaife Milton