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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Husky Smegolas
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ossian Miloud Marklund
Songwriter
Husky Smegolas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Husky Smegolas
Producer
Lyrics
Great and again, I ought to get out from under
Sometimes I wonder, sometimes I don't wonder at all
And as for loving again
Someday somebody might need me
But where would it lead me
I'd just be rising to fall
After you, what am I gonna do
You took a part of me as you were passing through
After you, what am I gonna find
The me you left behind as you were passing through
Yeah, this shit is everything
Said he'd want a thunder with a thirty ring
Never want nothing in my heady jeans
Heady for a thunder with a thirty cream
I got four stars, the line of gold
Maypole, I'm on a move
I know it, I'm through with you, with you
I get plenty, I know I ain't my only friend
Upon the dime with the dice in my hand
Oh, oh
But I ain't drinking like I used to
And I hope that's enough, I hope that's enough
I hope that's enough, I ain't cheating like I used to
I hope that's enough, I hope that's enough
I hope that's enough, I hope that's enough
No, forgive me, I ain't my only friend
In the years when I was in it with you
Nothing but a wine, yeah, oh
I got four stars, the line of gold
And I ain't drinking like I used to
I hope that's enough, I hope that's enough
I hope that's enough
And I ain't cheating like I used to
I hope that's enough, I hope that's enough
I hope that's enough
What have I got, what have I got
See, you asked me to walk into your likeness
But I ain't like this
I had to fall before you fly this
A one-night-est
I had to write it for the writers
To look off-riders
I got the moments, then I thought of
Now I'm off-riding
I started thinking for my raps
Now I'm off-riding
I bet these **** and their staff
Said we off-riding
I'm on the top of all my ****
And they all violent
Every ****'s done with something
Now they all silent
I had the money, stunted, done it
Tell them, don't try it
I wouldn't hurt a son
Before I wouldn't fucking buy it
Knack that for a dollar
Clap back on the ollas and ollas
I'm on my ollas, I'm on my ollas
And the world forgive me
I know I wasn't meant to
Fall so far from my end, my end
And I ain't drinking like I used to
I hope that's enough, I hope that's enough
I hope that's enough, time
I hope that's enough, I hope that's enough
I hope that's enough
And I ain't cheating like I used to
I hope that's enough, hope that's enough
I hope that's enough
What else, what else you want from me, huh
What else you want from me
Damn, I get better
I used to want it, thought I'd done it, did better
I used to take it slow, this is the bed
And I ain't cheating cause I only got head
Runnin' through the room and I was done and wet
Plus my back was supposed to be wet
Cold feet like a muffin douche
This is why I walk around with the gym boots
I gotta run with the men's boots
Cause the girls got swimsuits
I gotta run with the men's boots
You know the evil that men do
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
I got a lot done, got a lot done on my hands
But I ain't chicken like I used to
I hope that's enough, I hope that's enough
I hope that's enough, talking like I used to
I hope that's enough, I hope that's enough
What you want from me, huh
What you want from me, huh
They want them all for free, huh
Now I'm spazzing on a n***a, I'm just jaffing on a n***a
But that's, that's exactly what you came to see, huh
Easy, easy, why you running
Easy, easy, I'm not minding
Fly from location
Don't do shit two years to probation
They wanna put me in that orange suit
Probably bring in a staff and just talk about orange cute
Uh, same box as orange juice
They gon' put me in the same box as orange juice
Got me riding with that Bronco
It's a balloon, it's all for the, it's all for Benny Blanco
It's a balloon, we out the one that's on the, on the motha
Rocking on the motha, on the da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
After you, what am I gonna do
You took a bite of me
As you were passing through
After you, what am I gonna do
The me you left behind
And you were passing through
After you, what am I gonna do
You took a bite of me
As you were passing through
Written by: Husky Smegolas