Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loyle Carner
Vocals
Aviram Barath
Synthesizer
Nick Mills
Guitar
Harvey Grant
Synthesizer
Finn Carter
Piano
Yves Fernandez
Bass Guitar
Richard Spaven
Drums
Rosie Lowe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Loyle Carner
Composer
Nick Mills
Composer
Avi Barath
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Loyle Carner
Producer
Aviram Barath
Producer
Nick Mills
Producer
Harvey Grant
Additional Producer
Lexxx
Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
It’s about time that I learnt my lesson
It’s about time that I burnt my skin
It's about time that I burnt my skin
It’s about time that I learnt some patience
Ain't it 'bout time that I learnt some patience
Just to give it to him
[Verse 1]
Yeah
My brother gave me a hug
Before a minute, felt the safety of love
I never been the type to pray to above
But now I’m falling on my knees
No one’s taking them drugs
They say it is what it is
I say it was what it was
You did for money, yo, I did it because
I like that feeling when my belly all fuzz
And ever since I caught that feeling I’ve been chasing that buzz
[Verse 2]
But I can’t find it
Aye yo, I wish I could rewind it
Like everybody feel that tingle in my spine shit
You know that feeling summing up between your eyes
I put the words together till I pick that perfect rhyming
It’s timing
People telling me, I've changed
Like I'm doing all this shit to stay the same
Like you couldn’t find beauty in the pain
If I had a second chance, I'd do it all again like
[Chorus]
It’s about time that I learnt my lesson
It's about time that I learnt my lesson
It’s about time that I burnt my skin
It's about time that I burnt my skin
It’s about time that I learnt some patience
Ain't it 'bout time that I learnt some patience
Just to give it to him
Just to give it to him
[Verse 3]
Don't tell me that you wouldn't do the same
'Cause you would
If you had a chance to make a name
If you saw the beauty in the pain
Imma tryna make a little money for my people who remain
And still, I take the blame
For everything that we did
My mother said you shouldn’t shit where you live
And here I am
I take another shit in my crib
Say another fucking thing I know you couldn’t forgive
They said my son needs a father
Not a rapper, can I give him what he's after?
I shrug
I couldn’t give a response
Yo, for my son I do whatever she wants
You could consider me gone
And I consider me strong
But I could never move on
Yo, I just sit here and right my wrongs
The only way I get to write these songs like
[Chorus]
It’s about time that I learnt my lesson
It's about time that I learnt my lesson
It's about time that I burnt my skin
It’s about time that I burnt my skin
It's about time that I learnt some patience
It’s about time that I learnt some patience
Just to give it to him
Just to give it to him
[Chorus]
It's about time that I learnt my lesson
It's about time that I learnt my lesson
It's about time that I burnt my skin
It's about time that I burnt my skin
It's about time that I learnt some patience
Ain't it 'bout time that I learnt some patience
Just to give it to him
Just to give it to him
Written by: Aviram Barath, Loyle Carner, Nick Mills