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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morray
Morray
Rap
Cordae
Cordae
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morae Ruffin
Morae Ruffin
Composer
Cordae Dunston
Cordae Dunston
Composer
Carl McCormick
Carl McCormick
Composer
Kelvin Wooten
Kelvin Wooten
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardiak
Cardiak
Producer
Wu10
Wu10
Producer
Brandon Buttner
Brandon Buttner
Mixing Engineer
Piéce Eatah
Piéce Eatah
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It ain't the same in this world but I'm still here
Gotta be strong as I can, hiding all these fears
Being stuck in the chains for so many years
But I gotta play the game cuz I'm holding all of these tears
[Verse 2]
Uh, hot summers with cold winters
Empty stomachs with no dinners
Fast losers and slow winners
Real ****, no hoe in us
Never pro-tenders, all authentic my ****, uh
I know the struggle and very well
They say life ain't no fairytale
And real music barely sells
My lil homie just made bail
I heard that Earth is a strange hell, as of recent I can't tell
Vision clouded, wires routed, nothing new about it
Gettin' high, thinking about that cash and what we'd do without it
**** with the least to offer usually who the loudest
Meditation smoke that medication through the mountains
Oh Lord, Oh Lord I heard you
Found myself and I'm searchin'
We been sinnin' but won't do it on purpose
[Verse 3]
Give it my all going harder but my heart is still hurting
[Verse 4]
What did we do to deserve it?, yeah
[Verse 5]
It ain't the same in this world but I'm still here
Gotta be strong as I can, hiding all these fears
Being stuck in the chains for so many years
But I gotta play the game cuz I'm holding all of these tears
[Verse 6]
Just reminiscing 'bout the days a **** needed whippings
They way I'm acting nowadays, a **** really miss 'em
No real location, moving around is how a **** livin'
A rolling stone, I lay my hat down, well you get the picture
With words, I'm tryna depicted it
Some people will never get it
Some people pretend to get it just so act like they can fit in
Playin' the hell out these women
Most women cheat on their man
Just to find nobody's better and expect him to understand
I mean it's cool to be broke
I mean it's cool to be robbed
Yeah, I sound dumb as bitch
That's what I'm hearing from y'all
I can't be happy and gangsta
'Cause these **** will test ya
Bring the problems to me on Jesus
I promise you I'll bless you, hallelujah
[Verse 7]
It ain't the same in this world but I'm still here
Gotta be strong as I can, hiding all these fears
Being stuck in the chains for so many years
But I gotta play the game cuz I'm holding all of these tears
Written by: Carl McCormick, Cordae Dunston, Kelvin Wooten, Morae Ruffin
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