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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
G-Eazy
G-Eazy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Gillum
Gerald Gillum
Songwriter
Christoph Andersson
Christoph Andersson
Songwriter
Fabrice Dumont
Fabrice Dumont
Songwriter
Stephan Haier
Stephan Haier
Songwriter
Christophe Hetier
Christophe Hetier
Songwriter
Angela McCluskey
Angela McCluskey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christoph Andersson
Christoph Andersson
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Kaul
Ryan Kaul
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Smoking on the loudest out
Tryna see through a cloud of doubt
Going till a pound is out
We all got problems
Too proud to pout
More than ninety-nine, I ain't 'bout to count
Taking long walks when I'm out and about
Dreaming ten mil', just a round amount
Used to look for direction till I found a route
[Verse 2]
Wonder how the charts feel
Paranoia thoughts stay dark still
Everyday I'm here I try to write songs
'Cause I know they'll beat longer than my heart will
Yeah, tryna see every state
No white lighters
Hope I see twenty eight
You can tell my girl I'ma be running late
Can't tell how much longer she's gonna wait
A real good girl with a dirtbag guy
She could probably do better than me
Like a rich ass lawyer with a house and car
Who takes care of her and never leaves
Man, shit, I try my best
Nobody here for me to try impress
I'd rather chase a dream than be content to sit behind a desk
I used to live with the highest stress but fuck it, I digress
Just believe
[Verse 3]
Lately I've been losing sleep
Stressed, sorry if my mood is deep
No one to talk to, I use the beat
A couple bad habits that I choose to keep
My intake of booze is steep
Pop a couple pills that I use to sleep
I think I took a few this week
I'm tryin' to adjust to the hugest leap
I'm living off this music here
But I'm afraid of failing, that's the truth sincere
My anxiety is getting too severe but I ain't giving up
There's no excuses here
Dying young might be my truest fear
But now my future's bright and my view is clear
Told her I'ma get it, I'ma do it, dear
There's no way in hell I could lose this year
I worked ten years 'fore it ever paid off
You don't know what I had to trade off
I shed tears when my moms got laid off
Life's never fair, never plays soft
I'ma go get it, I'ma do it for my folks
Everyday I'm out, man, I always do the most
You'd do the same shit if you was on the ropes
Shit gets realer when you zooming up close
Just believe
Written by: Angela McCluskey, Christoph Andersson, Christophe Hetier, Fabrice Dumont, Gerald Gillum, Stephan Haier
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