Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brady Watt
Brady Watt
Bass
whatever mike
whatever mike
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brady Watt
Brady Watt
Songwriter
whatever mike
whatever mike
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brady Watt
Brady Watt
Producer

Lyrics

So stoned, smoked the best stones Only the best stones there on my finger At home, one of three I own I'm getting toned with my personal trainer, yeah Juicy from the vine, the fruit is sweet Living out a life of royalty Y'all don't even know You unlearn how to love And the neighbors whisper "Do you really love your kids? Or do you pay for manufactured love? Do you really love your kids? 'Cause if you do, you really fractured love" Breath deep and put up my feet Don't speak, just let the oxygen enhance my vibe Was blind and now I can see, I'm set free And now I'm getting loved the sweetest lies Y'all don't even know the way to love Too much money made you give it up Y'all don't even know You unlearn how to love And the neighbors whisper "Do you really love your kids? Or do you pay for manufactured love? Do you really love your kids? 'Cause if you do, you really fractured love" "Do you really love your kids? Or do you pay for manufactured love? Do you really love your kids? 'Cause if you do you really fractured love"
Writer(s): Brady Watt, Michael Ross Blume Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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