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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lihtz
Lihtz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Howard
Andrew Howard
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dylan Maurice Hyde P/K/A “Dylan Hyde”
Producer
Darius Poviliunas P/K/A “Wonderyo”
Producer
Marco Pierre P/K/A “MusikSpirit”
Producer
Miles Corayer P/K/A “Miless”
Producer

Lyrics

My brother came to me in a dream Told me that I'm doing this shit
Like I said, I do this shit at 16 When we was selling weed, stick and seeds
I knew this shit, we still got a plant the seed My life ain't no script, but I'm still big screen
Lifestyle lit, but a **** still grieve Been running up a bag, I been catching fatigue
I was in the Hilton, just me I was in my feelings, set free
It cannot be real, why you leave? Shit will give chills, bittersweet
Gotta watch my body, I know a ****'s not for me
I was in a valley, I saw shit was getting deep Knew that it would work, work, work, re-re
I'm happy, and I'm hurt, it's bittersweet No more heartaches, no more rainy days
No more darkness, I always saw it I always knew we'd get here, we go the farthest.
I see lost souls, wonder why my heart cold Open up my chest, you'll see a dark hole
Yeah, I just wonder, where the fuck my dog go? It used to be us on the walk home
Chopper on me, longer than a torso I guess I'm gon' meet you at the crossroads
I ain't got nobody I can fall on, yeah, yeah I ain't got nobody I can fall on.
My brother came to me in a dream Told me that I'm doing this shit
Like I said, I do this shit at 16 When we was selling weed, stick and seeds
I knew this shit, we still got a plant the seed my life ain't no script, but I'm still big screen
Lifestyle lit, but a **** still grieve Been running up a bag, I been catching fatigue
I was in the Hilton, just me I was in my feelings, set free
It cannot be real, why you leave? Shit will give chills, bittersweet
Written by: Andrew Howard
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