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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Plan B Recordz
Plan B Recordz
Performer
Trey-C Miles
Trey-C Miles
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lewis Parker
Lewis Parker
Songwriter
Carl-Benz
Carl-Benz
Songwriter
Adam Yaron
Adam Yaron
Songwriter
Rachel Gorman
Rachel Gorman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
yungen lewis
yungen lewis
Producer

Lyrics

Oh, I need, I need, I need somebody
More than just a weight leaning on me (Lewis, you keep going crazy)
Everyone opening up about their dark side
What about mine? What about mine?
Guess I'm an outsider
Outsider
Don't come around with some stress
I've had too much, leave me alone
You had my number, you ain't called me
But now you blowing my phone
But why you think you so special?
Yeah, you begging for attention
I know I told you I'm thuggin'
But baby I need a home
And I gave everything I got, still it all ended for nothing
Don't treat life like it's some novel
I pray someday you all find peace
I put up everything on God
But I still I gave it all I got
I ain't worried for nothing
I know I ain't worried 'bout nothing ('Bout nothin')
They hear my voice in foreign stations
Delta to Delta
We moving fast like the Taliban
Shit this some theater
When Jr came for help, I ain't had none, but gave it all I got
When you fail to show up for them
You incompetent and you reckless
And when they fail to do the same
It's just something's that never mattered
Gone two years from up this road
Got few more on the road to home
I got a EP dropping sooner
This where I know who been my day one's
No child left behind
This for my brother in that gutter
It's never how long they stick around
I know a day one who turned his back
And a new head cut the team some slack
Man fuck the feeling, fuck these ****
Cyril told me, "Time to go get your bag up"
On everything, I ain't had no doubts on
You'd rather be a king in the ghetto or be a janitor in some luxury?
Don't come around with some stress
I've had too much, leave me alone
You had my number, you ain't called me
But now you blowing my phone
But why you think you so special?
Yet you begging for attention
I know I told you I'm thuggin'
But baby I need a home
And I gave everything I got, still it all ended for nothing
Don't treat life like it's some novel
I pray someday you all find peace
I put up everything on God
But I still I gave it all I got
I ain't worried for nothing
I know I ain't worried 'bout nothing
'Bout nothing ('bout nothing)
Don't say that
Don't say that
Written by: Adam Yaron, Carl-Benz, Lewis Parker, Rachel Gorman
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