Top Songs By Hurt Everybody
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khori4
Songwriter
Frederick McCulloch-Burton
Songwriter
Qari Delaney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
alexander brassell
Producer
Lyrics
I don't like it here anymore
And I can't sing... But I'ma scream lovely
Pipe down don't need your pious
I can't sing...
She was dope she was cool
She was dope, she was cool
She was dope, she was cool
Met her
Met her in Seoul
Met her in
Met her in Seoul
I can't sing
But I'ma scream lovely about you
And prides my thing
But nothing feels normal without you
Pipe down don't need your pious
She's bad and smoking all my weed
Met her in France
Met her in Seoul
Met her in Congo
Met her in Chicago
Her daddy rich
Mercy Gallardo
I be off the Lucy
Ricky Ricardo
I feel like Cuba
Being embargoed
Reprieve Assata
Let me get my cargo
Tryna, tryna make a killin livin for tomorrow
If you hate me you a villain living for tomorrow
When I met her
She was bad enough to bring to the good side
Decided to make her better
Then we chilled and we smoked and we did what we want
I told all my other women that I'd be back in November
I'm quarterback some futures creatin' a lot of winners
She was dope (She was dope)
She was cool (She was cool)
She was cunning (But never quite)
Actin a fool
Met her in France
Met her in Seoul
Met her in Congo
Met her in Chicago
Her daddy rich
Mercy Gallardo
I be off the Lucy
Ricky Ricardo
I feel like Cuba
Being embargoed
Reprieve Assata
Let me get my cargo
Tryna, tryna make a killin livin for tomorrow
If you hate me you a villain living for tomorrow
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
Met her in France! Met her in Seoul!
We gotta work it out
We gotta work it out cause it's perfect out
It ain't cold no more ain't no dirt around
Just the lords with me
And everybody sees us
What does it mean?
Does anything mean anything?
Anything does
Anything mean
Anything does
Anything
Anomalies abominations
I don't spit rhymes and frees for nominations
You speaking evils check your connotation
Mama Africa been ovulating, semicolon Carl
Notice we don't notice y'all
I'm puffin potent just performing proper protocol
I'm prototypical yo promo just don't pose a threat
Hoping I die late dilated pupils focus on that check
Cause really I ain't seen the ocean yet!
No retrospect in a world of disharmony and complications
I don't spits rhymes and frees for nominations
You speaking evils to avoid the confrontation with your evils
Feels these words that turn to needles
Got you contemplating, I been waiting I'm so patient
Ain't got no waters ain't no boiling point I'm hot as Satan
Bought a golden freedom ring In light of those who locked in cages
Gotta let this freedom ring so y'all can see how awesome fate is
I been faded
Give me my wine
Give me my time
Give me my wine
Writer(s): Frederick Mcculloch-burton, Khori Lamar
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