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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morray
Morray
Rap
Cordae Dunston
Cordae Dunston
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cordae
Cordae
Composer
Morae Ruffin
Morae Ruffin
Composer
Carl McCormick
Carl McCormick
Composer
Kelvin Wooten
Kelvin Wooten
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardiak
Cardiak
Producer
Wu10
Wu10
Producer
Brandon Buttner
Brandon Buttner
Mixing Engineer
Piéce Eatah
Piéce Eatah
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

It ain't the same in this world but I'm still here Gotta be strong as I can having all these fears Being stuck in these chains for so many years But I gotta play the game 'cause I'm holding all of these tears Uh, hot summers with cold winters Empty stomachs with no dinners Fast losers and slow winners, real niggas, no hoe in us Never pretenders, all authentic, my nigga Uh, I know the struggling very well They say life ain't no fairytale and real music barely sells My lil' homie just made bail I heard that Earth's a strange hell, as a reason I can't tell Vision clouded, wires routed, nothin' new about it Getting high, thinkin' 'bout that cash, what would we do without it? Niggas with the least to offer usually who the loudest Meditation, smoke that medication through the mountains Oh Lord, oh Lord, I heard You, found myself and I'm searching We been sinning but won't do it on purpose Give it my all, goin' harder but my heart is still hurting What did we do to deserve it? Yeah It ain't the same in this world but I'm still here Gotta be strong as I can having all these fears Being stuck in these chains for so many years But I gotta play the game 'cause I'm holding all of these tears Just reminiscing about the days a nigga needed whippings The way I'm actin' nowadays, a nigga really miss them No real location, moving around, that's how a nigga living A rolling stone, I lay my hat down, well, you get the picture With words, I'm tryna depict, and some people would never get it Some people pretend to get it just to act like they can fit in Playin' the hell out these women, most women cheat on they man Just to find nobody's better and expect for him to understand I mean it's cool to be broke, I mean it's cool to be raw Yeah, I sound dumb as a bitch, that's what I'm hearing from y'all I can't be happy and gangster, 'cause these niggas will test you Bring the problems to me, on Jesus, I promise you I'll bless you, yeah It ain't the same in this world but I'm still here Gotta be strong as I can having all these fears Being stuck in these chains for so many years But I gotta play the game 'cause I'm holding all of these tears
Writer(s): Carl E. Mccormick, Kelvin L. Wooten, Cordae Amari Dunston, Morae Ruffin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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