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NLE Choppa - Still At Home (ft. Yung Bleu) [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
Yung Bleu
Yung Bleu
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Javar Rockamore
Javar Rockamore
Songwriter
Jeremy Biddle
Jeremy Biddle
Songwriter
Jorres Nelson
Jorres Nelson
Songwriter
Marcus Rucker
Marcus Rucker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Producer
Javar Rockamore
Javar Rockamore
Producer
Tiernan Cranny
Tiernan Cranny
Mastering Engineer
Aaron Mattes
Aaron Mattes
Mixing Engineer
Motif
Motif
Producer
RealRed
RealRed
Producer

Lyrics

(Turn it up, Motif)
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh)
[Instrumental]
Can I say I love you without feeling blue and feelin' made fun of? (Can I say I love you?)
Can I say I trust you without feeling misused? I got one love (Can I say I trust you?)
Ayy, ayy, whoa, oh, oh, oh
Ring, ring, I know you see me, hello?
Ding, ding at the bell of your door
I keep callin', I'm callin' your phone
Just let me know if you still at home
[Verse 1]
Just let me know if you still at home
'Cause we can talk it out
It ain't that much to talk about
But my heart just been missin' out
Tryna stop you 'fore you walk out
But your feelings pourin' out, pourin' out (Pourin' out)
Ayy (Brrt), I was stuck in the rain, but the rain keep comin' (Rain keep comin')
I was tired of the fame, but the fame keep jumpin' (Fame keep jumpin')
Ayy, relationships the same, I'm a black feet junkie
Ayy, pray for a good girl, ratchets keep comin'
Tried to hide my pain, then I turned into a druggie
Used to have to pop pills 'til I couldn't feel nothin'
I ain't never had to pop a pill to go kill nothin'
But I used to mug the pussy after I was on one
Ayy, fuck your friend for some get-back, would you still love me?
Get my heart back from my ex, would you still fuck me?
If I break down in front of you, would you feel for me?
Or you gon' text your group chat of friends and make fun of me?
Turn off my phone, she got my location
Bein' loyal all the time, not obligated
'Cause I don't know what you doin' when I'm away
Just hope that you that stay, I need the space
[Chorus]
Can I say I love you without feeling blue and feelin' made fun of? (Can I say I love you?)
Can I say I trust you without feeling misused? I got one love (Can I say I trust you?)
Ayy, ayy, whoa, oh, oh, oh
Ring, ring, I know you see me, hello?
Ding, ding at the bell of your door
I keep callin', I'm callin' your phone
Just let me know if you still at home
[Verse 2]
Can you say you love me? If not, I respect
Hit you from the back, let me see them faces fresh
How you got sex appeal and your conversation deadly?
That pussy stick like grape jelly, deep stroke, deep stroke, now I'm in Heaven
How far would you go to please me? She hit me with that head, I'm sleeping
So good, it make my legs bleed, just broke up with her last week
Better not give that pussy away
When I fuck you, look me in my eyes, you better not be looking away
[Chorus]
Can I say I love you without feeling blue and feelin' made fun of? (Can I say I love you?)
Can I say I trust you without feeling misused? I got one love (Can I say I trust you?)
Ayy, ayy, whoa, oh, oh, oh
Ring, ring, I know you see me, hello?
Ding, ding at the bell of your door
I keep callin', I'm callin' your phone
Just let me know if you still at home
Just let me know—
Just let me know if you still at home
Just let me know—
[Outro]
Just let me know if you still at home
Callin', I'm callin' your phone
Callin', I'm callin' your phone
Callin', I'm callin' your phone
Callin', I'm callin' your phone
Written by: Bryson Potts, Javar Rockamore, Jeremy Biddle, Jorres Nelson, Marcus Rucker
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