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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bas
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abbas Hamad
Lyrics
Francesco Coco
Composer
Matias Saabye Køedt
Composer
Jermaine Lamarr Cole
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Galimatias
Producer
J. Cole
Producer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Augusto Sanchez
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Justin "DJ Icee" Marks
Recording Engineer
Kaleb Kquick Rollins
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Weed and jealousy, '42 Julio, Hennessy, hurry up, pour me up
War is love, what was us? Run it up, hold it up
Like a trophy, make it feel so glorious, wait
Broads I meet I'm like, bro, they boring us
Labor of love feel so laborious
All the good girls, they gone 'cause Gloria growing up
She don't want none of this madness you come with
[Verse 1]
Baggage you come with
The savage you run with
The damage abundant
The drugs in the dresser
The bags in your eyes
You succumb to the pressure
[Verse 2]
This lavish disguise is a lie for a life that is tragic
Despite all your tries and static goodbyes
And your attic got flies from the skeletons hanging
The past weigh you down like a pelican landing
Whoa
[Verse 3]
Weed and therapy, '42 Julio, Jameson, we'll be okay
Like a pin that you pull like a sleigh
And it's weighing in and to prey on us to be on us
I pray that you stay again
Wait
Lay again the head on my chest
No player than
Playing with your hairs the only way that I play again
Blame it on a K of contruscts
And then I weigh it, man
I tell you that I followed you up
And I found my way again
You tell me that you had to do something
To tie the loose struts, I admire your guts
'Cause the lower I go, well the higher you cut
And the fire you snuffed out
I induced, I improved from Iron through the dust clouds lying over us
Like a lion in the brush before it jump out, eyeing you for lunch
That it hunt down, been trying you for months, I hope it stuck now
[Verse 4]
Weed and jealousy, '42 Julio, Hennessy, hurry up, pour me up
War is love, what was us? Run it up, hold it up
Like a trophy, make it feel so glorious, wait
Broads I meet I'm like, bro, they boring us
Labor of love feel so laborious
All the good girls, they gone 'cause Gloria growing up
She don't want none of this madness you come with
Written by: Abbas Hamad, Francesco Coco, J. Cole, Matias Saabye Køedt