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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Poppa
Lil Poppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janarious Wheeler
Janarious Wheeler
Songwriter
Frederik Thomanek
Frederik Thomanek
Songwriter
Mark Nikolaev
Mark Nikolaev
Songwriter
Nikiforov Gleb Victorovich
Nikiforov Gleb Victorovich
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gazbrazy
Gazbrazy
Producer
Marko Lenz
Marko Lenz
Producer
Reon
Reon
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Earl E. Washington
Earl E. Washington
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Ayy, boy you trippin', how you gon' give up with all that talent? Boy, you gifted (Humble) 'Cause the s- I suppose to talk about I don't even mention I don't mind nothin' but my business, we ain't buddies Don't come fishing (Don't come fishing) Told t'em so many times before But I guess they ain't wanna listen I'm still wishing (I'm still wishing) My niggas in prison (In prison) Come home to their children (Their children) Heaven right around the corner, so I can go visit (Visit) I do whatever I wanna, don't need the attention (The attention) Take one, I feel it, now my pain healing (Healing) Okay, I can't, hold up, wait, my drink filthy (My drank) Got another heart on the way (On the way), I can't feel s- Say, it gotta be another way (Another way) 'cause I can't deal with this Designer s-, still got the tags on it Just give that to the youngins (To the youngins) We don't cherish none of that, be real It ain't s- but some money (Ain't s- but some money) Okay, nigga, I'm from out east It be raining when it's sunny (It be raining when it's sunny) Why you changed all of sudden? Can't even blame you They say, "Boy, that ain't you", I say, "Yes, that is him" They say, "Why he act like that?" (Why he act like that) I say, "Look at how they did him" (Look at how they did him) It's been serval years later (Serval years later) Still f-ed up how they did Kim (How they did) F- the opps, we don't dig them (Dig them) Might f- around and dig them up Bitch, I'm real, real up, she got a man, I still f- Talked to my nigga and teard up Say he ain't got nothin' to live for (To live for) I say, "I shed a tear 'cause I know exactly how you feel, bruh" S- a never change, it's still love Ain't none' fake, it it's real love I'm still wishing (I'm still wishing) My niggas in prison (In prison) Come home to their children (Their children) Heaven right around the corner, so I can go visit (Visit) I do whatever I wanna, don't need the attention (The attention) Take one, I feel it, now my pain healing (Healing) Okay, I can't, hold up, wait, my drink filthy (My drank) Got another heart on the way (On the way), I can't feel s- Say, it gotta be another way (Another way) 'cause I can't deal with this Okay, I don't get it (I don't get it), I can't quit it I admit it (I admit it), s- be different Won't be satisfied 'til I'm admitted Just tell me what you want, bae, try my best to get it Let me know what you don't like 'cause we ain't f-ing with it (We ain't f-ing with it) Ayy, the streets getting litty, better put your vest on (Vest on) Ayy, I'm mad you ain't make it home, but go and get your rest on We gon' get the rest of 'em, at Wild Child, we set tones I ain't talk to my Wild child in a while (Wild) He like to do his bids, then be back home Okay, I need a TracFone, I don't need the I You say you ain't leaving, I ain't either See you later, never, bye (See you later, never, bye) Want to see you smile, never cry Want to see you live, never die (Never die) Unless it's a reason and I have to be the nigga take the life I'm still wishing (I'm still wishing) My niggas in prison (In prison) Come home to their children (Their children) Heaven right around the corner, so I can go visit (Visit) I do whatever I wanna, don't need the attention (The attention) Take one, I feel it, now my pain healing (Healing) Okay, I can't, hold up, wait, my drink filthy (My drank) Got another heart on the way (On the way), I can't feel s- Say, it gotta be another way (Another way) 'cause I can't deal with this Deal with I can't deal with this, oh-no I can't
Writer(s): Gleb Nikiforov, Janarious Wheeler, Mark Nikolaev, Will Boyette, Frederik Thomanek Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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