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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PARIS.
PARIS.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Briol
Andrew Briol
Composer
Gabriel Lingasin
Gabriel Lingasin
Composer
Josh Polasz
Josh Polasz
Composer
Jorge Pineda
Jorge Pineda
Composer
Benji.
Benji.
Composer
Adrian Wilson Irvine
Adrian Wilson Irvine
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PARIS.
PARIS.
Producer
Beatzbybenjii
Beatzbybenjii
Recording Engineer
Just Ideas
Just Ideas
Producer
Andrew Briol
Andrew Briol
Producer
The.AI
The.AI
Producer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah (yeah), ay
This shit too real, turn the lights off
Like Huncho, turn the mic off
Mama stressin' over bills
So I can't take a night off
I can't take a day off
The devil tryna trade off
Hopped right off that Porsche
I remember workin' day jobs
Yeah, I'm just tryna read between the lines
Who knew that a mic could save a life?
Tryna live my dreams I see at night
One thing they don't tell you is that life is overpriced (this life)
Money and that fame come with a price (this life)
300 days and 300 nights (this life)
It's gon' be the ones you love holdin' that knife (this life)
Got my second chance, I'll do it right
Never took a handout, but I always took advice
Heart already frozen, fuck it, pour it over ice
Married to the game and she broke my heart twice
But, girl, I know that greatness never happens overnight, yeah
This time, I'll do it right, yeah
Girl, I ain't afraid of heights
One thing that they don't tell you is that life is overpriced, yeah
Fuck it, I go hard for me, nobody gonna save me
I don't need my flowers, I'm in the garden droppin' 80
Wilt Chamberlain these hoes, they've been tryna have my baby
I'm a product of the trials and tribulations, that's what made me
Too real for the socials, too real for you bitches
I seen death around the corner, hope he don't pay me a visit
I done started from the bottom, it was just me and the crickets
Couldn't pay the train fee, now I'm runnin' up a ticket
Yeah, I'm just tryna read between the lines
Who knew that a mic could save a life?
Tryna live my dreams I see at night
One thing they don't tell you is that life is overpriced (this life)
Money and that fame come with a price (this life)
300 days and 300 nights (this life)
It's gon' be the ones you love holdin' that knife (this life)
Got my second chance, I'll do it right
Runnin' to the top, I'm puttin' holes inside my shoes
All my diamonds white, but I keep my heart Nipsey blue
I was searchin' for the man doin' confessions in the booth
I be goin' hard, 'cause I got problems just like you, fuck it
Have you ever stacked a 20-ball and still felt stressed?
Have you slept right on the floor and still woke up feelin' blessed?
Have you ever hit that mic until you ran out of breath?
Father God said, "Every testimony need a test"
And I'm just tryna read between the lines
Who knew that a mic could save a life?
Tryna live my dreams I see at night
One thing they don't tell you is that life is overpriced (this life)
Money and that fame come with a price (this life)
300 days and 300 nights (this life)
It's gon' be the ones you love holdin' that knife (this life)
Got my second chance, I'll do it right
Written by: Adrian Wilson Irvine, Andrew Briol, Benji., Gabriel Lingasin, Jorge Pineda, Josh Polasz
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