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Smino - Dear Fren (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smino
Smino
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Smith Jr.
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Groove
Groove
Producer
Nice Rec
Nice Rec
Producer
Elton Chueng
Elton Chueng
Assistant Recording Engineer
MixedbyAli
MixedbyAli
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Dep
Dep
Mastering Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Jeff “Jeff On The Boards” Thompson
Recording Engineer
Pheolix
Pheolix
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Dear Grandma, we made Coachella
We still flew coach, but the culture feelin' the fella, uh
Shit stellar, groove back with another, huh, huh
That my brother, ooh, you woulda loved him
Dear Grammy, we made it to the Grammys
I took my daddy, good to see him happy, huh
Black suit, ooh, gold tooth, hmm
Gold shoes, that **** so cool
[Verse 1]
Did I say that I moved from the Chi? (From the Chi)
Took a plane to the, uh, Westside (Westside-ide-ide)
That's how them **** talk
LA safe, I can walk
I get way more done when I'm not 'round the drama
I get way more commas, but I, I miss my mama, so I roll up the fronto
Dear Nana, still addicted to nana
I, I get in the water, drive-by, shoot up the water
Pew-pew, we lost another, pew-pew, he a murderer
Pew-pew, you motherfucker, brrt-brrt, unlock the trunk-a
Lil' **** don't follow dreams, these **** just follow tweets, lil' ****, just follow me (Just follow me)
Know **** run in your back door, mask off, no Halloween
Know **** that keep that pack comin' straight from the Medellín (Medellín)
Italian diamonds, they shinin', go bada-bling (Bada-bling)
Bada-blaow, we always causin' a scene (Causin' scene)
Anything, we turn into Tarantin' (Tarantin')
[Chorus]
Dear friend, it's different now
Different like difference how?
Different smoke, they talk loud
Different when we come 'round
Make me no difference now
Distance hit different, wow
This shit hit different, wow
Dear friend, dear friend
[Verse 2]
Friend, friend, friend
Met a lil' thang out in New Orleans
Popped a lil' X, talked about her ex, woah
I don't like that, get straight to the sex, woah
Damn, damn, damn
You shoulda seen it how she did it with no hand, hand, hands
Thought the country shit was funny, kept playin', playin', playin'
And I was laughin' right with her like hah, hah, hah (Haha)
That wasn't even the plan, plan, plan
I was supposed to get up outta there, my plane at 10
[Chorus]
Dear friend, it's different now
Different like difference how?
Different smoke, they talk loud
Different when we come 'round
Make me no difference now
Distance hit different, wow
This shit hit different, wow
Dear friend, dear friend
Written by: Benjamin Tolbert, Christopher Smith, Christopher Smith Jr., Michael E. Neil, Peter Mudge
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