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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SAINt JHN
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Stashenko
Songwriter
Carlos St. John Phillips
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Producer
Kendall Roark Bailey
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Told Lee he'd be a millionaire
Sucks to be you
'Cause I would've loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells
I thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands
It sucks to be you
'Cause I would've loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels
Thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands
The story don't start all great
I'm a gorilla goin' ape
I'm just a street nigga tryna make a milli' in all the wrong ways
I'm runnin' all the wrong plays
They said I was born the wrong shade
I should've made it five years ago
My nigga I was really born late
I used to carry sticks in my clothes
Carry work in my shoes
Below the poverty line
What you expect me to do?
Runnin' through this life until 21, 22
Until I had to make a choice
You helped me to choose
She said she believed in me just keep on goin'
Just make sure when you get there leave the door open
I said you know who I am, it's the kid from Brooklyn
I wish you still believed even though tears are soaking
Sucks to be you
'Cause I would've loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells
I thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands
It sucks to be you
'Cause I would've loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels
Thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands
So I tell nobody 'bout my dreams, workin' at the hotel
'Cause I don't think confessions over there might go well
And goin' back to the hood means that I of course failed
You either kill or you're roadkill so I say
Moved uptown, Kyra, you gave me a place to stay
Mama kicked me out back then
She did it ungraciously
Came home to all of the locks changed on New Year's Eve
I'm glad we're doin' better, we're both okay
I stayed there for like three years
Oh, bless her heart and soul
She's worth a pot of gold
She's worth a thousand years in G-Wagons on the road
I made a promise, I keep it
Won't ever betray those
She said she believed in me just keep on goin'
Just make sure when you get there leave the door open
I said you know who I am, it's the kid from Brooklyn
I had abandonment issues you left me broken
Sucks to be you
'Cause I would've loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Runnin' through cartels and jumpin' through bombshells
I thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands
It sucks to be you
'Cause I would've loved you
I'd watch the whole world burn to see you dance
Jump over bombshells and runnin' through cartels
Thought we would die growin' old holdin' hands
It sucks to be you
Writer(s): Lee Stashenko, Carlos St. John Phillips
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