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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flume
Performer
HWLS
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
slowthai
Songwriter
Harley Streten
Songwriter
Justin Elwin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flume
Producer
HWLS
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We’ll lift when I flick the clutch
Days when I wasted a lot
Some days I was waste like plums
That ain’t been ate for months
[Verse 2]
Months in this place of glum
Food that I ate hit my tum
Can’t settle fairy tale skin pebbles
Raised in slums
[Verse 3]
Somehow I gotta make me some
I ain’t trying to stay at mum’s
Mum said don’t play with guns
Bangin’ and playin’ on drums
Slangin’ it under no thumb
Make me draw from my fund
Putting on pie and eatin’ crumbs
Get rich til ya die don’t mean that much
[Verse 4]
Could be anyone that wouldn’t be me
Believing everyone except from me
All I need is TLC
Block it out with THC
You would know if you seen what I seen
Ain’t smooth like Maybelline
Cut me out like 123
Poof I’m gone say my move was strong
[Verse 5]
Bite it between my teeth
Said I’m moving along
Do you know where I’ve been?
Back and forth to Timbuktu
Still I come through like Mister Sheen
Dealing with Charlie Sheen
Sad times, can you play the strings?
No cut no seam
Looks could kill and I’ve got high beams
[Verse 6]
Out of touch, off my line
They’ve got laws but I can’t comply
Out of luck, must be blind
Been blessed so much til I question my existence
Without a pot to piss in, distant
Travel distance, I am Mr. Kiddlin
Can’t contain my position
No optimism, say I’m optimistic
Narcissistic, hard to sit with
Middle part and split the difference
Me, treat me to exorcism
Bad decision, pessimistic
Conflict about fit description
Misunderstanding, don’t know what I’m planning
Paint a different picture
Need a safe line and life in the caption
Why you live for insta?
Written by: Harley Streten, Justin Elwin, Tyron Frampton