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Paul Russell
Paul Russell
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Russell
Paul Russell
Songwriter
Ruslan Karaoglanov
Ruslan Karaoglanov
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Russell
Paul Russell
Producer
Ruslan Karaoglanov
Ruslan Karaoglanov
Producer
Kyren Monteiro
Kyren Monteiro
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Stick in your lane That's that This mess is a game That's facts And I'll keep the change For that hat You've been insane since Like back in the day Oh snap but thank you for snaps Around three I never reply Cause there ain't nothing to see So just keep all the lies Under your breath under your teeth Cause we in the mix Isn't it... Isn't it... Wait I can't keep you in check So tell your mama bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy keds And tell your father that your night out wasn't the best From what I see via text I can't keep you in check So tell your mama bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy keds And tell your father that your night out wasn't the best From what I see via text Aye from what I see is text From what I see via text Don't be a fool Just run Catch all he signs Day one day one Already know Too much Already spent A few bucks that I'd love Back in he pockets that I got But I had to shoot my shot If you wanna know, just give me the phone And show me the texts you never sent Cause you knew the story from the go Go I can't keep you in check So tell your mama bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy keds And tell your father that your night out wasn't the best From what I see via text I can't keep you in check So tell your mama bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy keds And tell your father that your night out wasn't the best From what I see via text Aye from what I see is text From what I see via text We don't talk no more All we really do now a Days is text We don't, I don't know Trying to figure out who knows me best We don't... talk Guess a whole lot of that has been caught Guess a long time baby I've been off Behind emoji icons I've been hiding Private island Camo jacket for the long sleeves on a private beach Taking fire like Im under siege saving private ryan I'm so tired Still I'm trying Tattoos showing But mama ain't seen them yet No more hiding If truth is the vehicle I've been On this roller coaster for too long Trying to see what I should focus Thinking why mom and dad never got a long See it's not you, it's my fault These tattoos They go deep to the bloodstream They my art They my stamps On my passport Last stop fore' I fall apart Yeah the disfunction Keeps me in tack Cuz I'm disgruntled And this ink is what I run to Why am I this way? See cuz I want to Stop it Trying to change me I'm this way nobody can tame me Aren't we all a little bit insane So don't dismiss me or call me crazy lately I can't keep you in check So tell your mama bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy keds And tell your father that your night out wasn't the best From what I see via text I can't keep you in check So tell your mama bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy keds And tell your father that your night out wasn't the best From what I see via text Aye from what I see is text From what I see via text
Writer(s): Paul Jeffrey Russell, Ruslan Karaoglanov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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