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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mooski
Mooski
Vocals
SL the Don
SL the Don
Programming
TurnMeUpYC
TurnMeUpYC
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darien Hinton
Darien Hinton
Songwriter
Dontae Booker
Dontae Booker
Songwriter
Christopher Pearson
Christopher Pearson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mooski
Mooski
Assistant Mixing Engineer
SL the Don
SL the Don
Producer
TurnMeUpYC
TurnMeUpYC
Producer
Joe Fitz
Joe Fitz
Mixing Engineer
Ian Kimmel
Ian Kimmel
Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Harrison Holmes
Harrison Holmes
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Brian Stanley
Brian Stanley
Immersive Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Count my blessings, add it up
Had to pour that Henn, I had to double up
Just play it cool
(Can't see what I do because I move smart)
I can't show no love because I'm too scarred
Can't see what I do because I move smart
I just wish my daddy had a new
Wish my daddy lived to see a new heart
They thought it was over, they like who thought
A young **** from 'bama out in New York
**** took the sky out to New York
Then they say the Alabama **** too hard
I can't show no love because I'm too scarred
Though I got a big heart, I got no room for it
They say it's love, they say it's love, they say it's love
But they don't love you, they just loving what you do for 'em
They told me you can’t take everybody with you
Couldn't see the reason, not believing it was true
Next thing you know, I had to swap the four-door for a coupe
What's a best friend? I got less friends
No one checked in, ain't no pressure
I'm progressing, learned my lesson
Becoming the best man for the better
I can't show no love because I'm too scarred
Can't see what I do because I move smart
I just wish my daddy had a new
Wish my daddy lived to see a new heart
They thought it was over, they like who thought
A young **** from 'bama out in New York
**** took the sky out to New York
And they say the Alabama **** too hard
Don't get caught in the glamour and glory
Climbing, we climbing, we climbing
I'm in New York, we at Times Square
Everybody say real soon you gone be right there
Got opportunities I know that **** kill for
Gotta be careful 'cause this everything I live for
He's something special, he's been knowing since a lil' boy
I feel joy as I'm climbing up the billboards
So I get back inside the stu, I need to feel more
So I get back inside the booth and give a lil' more
Climbing, we climbing, we climbing
I started working hard, it start aligning
I told 'em what it was, they wouldn't buy in
Now everything is peachy on my end
Knowing you can't reach me, stop trying
Don't say you believed me, you lying
I stack my money neatly and quiet
I don't need no leeches, I'm grinding
Don't get caught in the glamour and glory
I just put my best foot forward and go
Stay true to who you are and tell your story
I'ma keep it raw and tell 'em all they need to know
Don't get caught in the glamour and glory
I just put my best foot forward and go
Stay true to who you are and tell your story
I'ma keep it raw and tell 'em all they need to know
When the dollar come, that's when problems come
Yeah, a lot of them
But when the dollar gone, they gon' do you wrong
You'll be all alone
They say it's love, is it real?
They say it's love, is it real?
It's hard to tell from the fake and the real
It's hard to tell from the fake and the real
They say it's L-O-V-E
L-O-V-E
L-O-V-E
L-O-V-E
L-O-V-E
They say it's L-O-V-E
L-O-V-E
Written by: Christopher Pearson, Darien Hinton, Dontae Booker
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