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Travis Thompson - I Wish (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Thompson
Travis Thompson
Performer
Elan Wright
Elan Wright
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travis Thompson
Travis Thompson
Composer
Elan Wright
Elan Wright
Composer
Nima Abbassi
Nima Abbassi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elan Wright
Elan Wright
Producer
Nima Skeemz
Nima Skeemz
Producer
Tyler Dopps
Tyler Dopps
Mixing Engineer
Jordan Santana
Jordan Santana
Recording Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Hector Vega
Hector Vega
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

I want my name right up there with them Want my pain upholstered to pen Is it, but now we heard your ass been depressed So we threw a little tissue in the all-black Benz And I ball two walls of a broke-out rim Runnin' fives on my demons in a home-court gym Like, "Ooh, I run this bitch Fuck off my court, this grown man biz" I sip on Jameson alone a lot Did it to myself again Them boys who used to own the block On flights collecting wealth again But that don't make the lonely stop So, let it all fall down Need some dinner for the ballot in a all-black gown Letterman legends is on the keys background I swear, it's all so vivid 'Fore I left and now you wanna call back trippin' Just like, "Damn, I didn't ask you to do all that" She like, "What, you ain't think that I knew all that?" "It's a courtesy, baby, you put me through all that" She like, "Shit, wish you the best, wish you good luck" I wish I wish I was up, hey Wish I had a million Wish my mama had enough, hey Wish that when I get it I could give my friends a cut, hey I wish, I wish, I wish they told me, "Boy, you wish too much", hey I just wanna be up I wish I was up, hey Wish I had a million Wish my mama had enough, hey Wish that when I get it I could give my friends a cut, hey I wish, I wish, I wish they told me, "Boy, you wish too much", hey I just wanna be up If the high-house roll, then so do I Play it back, drop three like 40 times I get high all day, waste shorty's time And y'all still ask plugs, "What forty buy?" I don't know, ain't met, but know they hype And the sun come up like every morning So I'm still act like I stole they light But there's too much on my plate To look at yours and ever worry 'bout some past mistakes I Made before I knew that life was more than just my street More than sipping on my stoop More than pissing off my teach Bring the bucket through valet I feel like Bayside with the screech (Skrrt) Got a Kelly in my grip Find Eliza for the three If my wife for company I just wanna be up Wish I had a million Wish I felt like I'm enough I just wanna be up I wish I was up, hey Wish I had a million Wish my mama had enough, hey Wish that when I get it I could give my friends a cut, hey I wish, I wish, I wish they told me, "Boy, you wish too much", hey I just wanna be up I wish I was up, hey Wish I had a million Wish my mama had enough, hey Wish that when I get it I could give my friends a cut, hey I wish, I wish, I wish they told me, "Boy, you wish too much", hey I just wanna be up
Writer(s): Jerry Don Stiles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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