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