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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sad Night Dynamite
Sad Night Dynamite
Performer
Yung Kayo
Yung Kayo
Performer
Archie Blagden
Archie Blagden
Lead Vocals
Ben Ash
Ben Ash
Drum Programming
Malachi Green
Malachi Green
Lead Vocals
Josh Greacen
Josh Greacen
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Greacen
Joshua Greacen
Songwriter
Archie Blagden
Archie Blagden
Songwriter
Ben Ash
Ben Ash
Songwriter
Malachi Green
Malachi Green
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sad Night Dynamite
Sad Night Dynamite
Producer
Two Inch Punch
Two Inch Punch
Producer
Nathan Boddy
Nathan Boddy
Mixing Engineer
Lilian Nuthall
Lilian Nuthall
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Round them up in the courtyard And tell them why they'll have to call home Dialed an incorrect number while I stood pissing on your headstone Dancing 'round on the front lawn I knew that girl was 'bout to see God Reaching under the table, load the clip up And send her back home Oh-oh (Boy, up, boy, up, boy, up, down here) See us all rise above on the counter Time is straight, let's have a bit of life in here, come on Just wanderin' 'round the town like a serial imposter Looking straight up to the gates like a martyr You can't have a good time sitting on your ass Hear the pipe gun Sent the shots in, risk— Godfather All I want is to be a good fella Before I die, I just want to live better Family is, family is forever (Forever) Godfather All I want is to be a good fella Six feet down with a Beretta Family is, family is forever (Forever) Godfather We don't like death in the house, take yourself to the hillside Jump off the rock, best believe I'll be watching you the whole time Godfather Lived the blessed life, in the sun, swimming pools, was a good life Now I'm out front in the black smoke, sitting on the roadside Godfather Watch out for Jimmy, lyin' in the stairwell Blown his fuckin' head out There's your fuckin' crown now, forty days in lockdown Hungry as a dog when he hears 'em playin' up now Watch it fade to blackout, Sunday bells will ring now Kissing on the ears of your folks, sleeping softly He ain't coming home, dry your eyes, say you love me I don't give a fuck what you think Soon enough, you'll be under his well Godfather All I want is to be a good fella Before I die, I just want to live better Family is, family is forever (Forever) Godfather All I want is to be a good fella Six feet down with a Beretta Family is, family is forever (Forever) Godfather They'll be coming in a race (Race, yeah) Twelve bananas, you get glazed (Rrah) I ain't never scared, ain't never had a fade (Shh) Catch a phony, drop the hammer Twenty-five on, bailin' out bro out the slammer (Slip, slide) Gucci belt, Marni bandana I fuck her while we on camera Kick that door like I'm Montana She not getting it off my channel Like my wrist like Archy (Archy) Creep in the Bentley while it's foggy You not the gang, get off me Shit, get head while in the tropics Under, under, when I had that stick, I do not ponder That bitch under me, she do not yonder We not wasting no time, fuck that—, it's a crime (Crime) Godfather All I want is to be a good fella Before I die, I just want to live better Family is, family is forever (Forever) Godfather All I want is to be a good fella Six feet down with a Beretta Family is, family is forever (Forever) Godfather
Writer(s): Benjamin Ross Ash, Archie Patrick Blagden, Joshua Walter George Greacen, Malachi Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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