Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alex Vaughn
Background Vocals
Brandy Haze
Background Vocals
Lekan
Background Vocals
Cordae
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Levine
Songwriter
Cordae Dunston
Songwriter
Eric Hudson
Songwriter
gerald goffin
Songwriter
Kanye West
Songwriter
Michael Masser
Songwriter
Uforo Ebong
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric Hudson
Additional Producer
Daniel Vargas
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Robert Mendioro
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Mastering Engineer
Elton "L10" Chueng
Mixing Engineer
Bongo ByTheWay
Producer
Mesa D
Recording Engineer
Shaan Singh
Recording Engineer
zadra
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah, uh, word
Uh, and I
Nah, what you heard?
Haven't heard much
Yeah, word, yeah
(Bongo, by the way)
Uh, yeah
Goin' through some tryin' times, I'm not the only one (uh)
The road to success is a lonely one (uh)
I used to have a best friend, he was a phony one (phony)
I hate when niggas always actin' like you owe 'em somethin'
Fake friends, fake friends come a dime a dozen (dozen)
And that applies for family too, they is not above it (nah)
Too many snakes in the grass, need fertilizer (yeah)
They want me back in the place I converted out of (why?)
Uh, I don't know what else to do now
I'm on this crossroads in my life
They say regret come at you like a thief in the night
The circle smaller than an atom, dog, I'm keepin' it tight
'Cause that's my only option (option)
I could use some motivation, call Tony Robbins (call Tony)
Just bought a crib I can't afford around Coney Island (ha)
We gon' make it, nigga, huh, I ain't worried
Runnin' at my own pace, I ain't in a hurry
Uh, pray for love, huh, pray for peace (pray)
Pray for Jeffery Williams, nigga, pray for me (uh)
Try to listen what I'm sayin', nigga, take a seat (real)
In the middle of my chest, there's a vacancy (uh)
Where will I be in ten years? Just wait and see (wait)
And if push come to shove, will you wait for me? (Will you wait for me?)
Will you still be there if I take a wrong turn? (Will you?)
Just love yourself, these are lessons that were hard-earned
And I heard 'em say, huh
Nothing's ever promised tomorrow, today, yeah
And I heard 'em say, I heard 'em say
Uh, I heard 'em say
That nothing's ever promised tomorrow, today
And all you gotta do is fly away
And hope tomorrow's a brighter day
Y'all don't understand how crazy it get
From this life thing, I done seen the craziest shit
I'm still a baby, but I'm finna have a baby and shit
I thank God my baby mother ain't crazy as shit
Least for the time bein' (huh)
Wide awake durin' the day, but my mind dreamin' (mind dreamin')
You gettin' money, split the pie, we divide even, uh (divide even)
I need some good news to get my mood lifted (uh)
Niggas dyin' left and right, you gotta move different
But when I'm paranoid, my niggas be like, "You trippin'" (trippin')
Thanksgiving, volunteerin' at the food kitchen (kitchen)
Huh, some only do it for the good karma (karma)
Finna grow my own food, I'm the hood farmer (yeah)
Get money, spread love, that's my whole mantra (mantra)
You gotta choose your goals before them goals haunt you (they will)
My trust issues done turned me to a whole monster
Huh, and I don't know what else to say, like, yeah
I heard 'em say, huh
Nothing's ever promised tomorrow, today, yeah
And I heard 'em say, I heard 'em say
Uh, I heard 'em say
That nothing's ever promised tomorrow, today
And all you gotta do is fly away
And hope tomorrow's a brighter day
Oh Lord
I heard 'em say
Nothing's ever promised tomorrow, today
And all you gotta do is fly away, fly away
Oh-oh, don't fly away (ooh)
Don't you fly away
Don't you fly away, fly away, yeah
Writer(s): Uforo Imeh Ebong, Eric Hudson, Michael Masser, Gerald Goffin, Dunston Cordae
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