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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mati
Mati
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mati Regassa
Mati Regassa
Songwriter
Gibson Prescher
Gibson Prescher
Composer
Benjamin Raymond
Benjamin Raymond
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gibson Prescher
Gibson Prescher
Producer
Benny
Benny
Producer
Alec Ness
Alec Ness
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Excuse my language but I approach this like a better man
Odds gon stack against but I put the chips on better hands
Maybe I’m the problem but my ego got a bigger brand
Walkin' by the ocean, put my feet inside the strongest sand
This ain't a confession like a woman wit an OnlyFans
Wise enough to admit, I was focused on the wrong things
Eyes looked at me crazy like I was smoking on the strongest strand
Turn the TV off, we going further than reality
I asked her for deeper conversation, she told me actually
It’s some thoughts she had in her chest, tried to tell me casually
I can’t really take you that serious, you really baffle me
What she was really trynna say, she needed more from me
But I’m not really thankful for the things I had to live through
You was crying wit your head down, I had to lift you
But I’m not trynna hear that shit, ain't trynna hear that shit
Basically I’m just closed eyes and diving in (diving in)
Right side, wrong side, I don’t care (don't care)
Life give you lemons but it’s not fair (not fair)
OJ and ramen noodles, I’m still fed (still fed)
Grape vines and cold times, I still trust (still trust)
Still shine the dark days, we had less (had less)
Bright side wit no pride, we all blessed (all blessed)
OJ and ramen noodles, I’m still fed
All the sudden knowledge is never really sustainable
All the shit we learning is starting to feel disposable
Why the fuck a test score, tell me I’m not eligible
And drama ready to just drop me off and tell me the news
Basically I’m just closed eyes and diving in (diving in)
Right side, wrong side, I don’t care (don't care)
Life give you lemons but it’s not fair (not fair)
OJ and ramen noodles, I’m still fed (still fed)
Grape vines and cold times, I still trust (still trust)
Still shine the dark days, we had less (had less)
Bright side wit no pride, we all blessed (all blessed)
OJ and ramen noodles, I’m still fed
Written by: Benjamin Raymond, Gibson Prescher, Mati Regassa
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