Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
WALKERRR
Songwriter
BIANCA BUCCERI
Songwriter
Lyrics
I know I'm young but I got to get my paper
I know you mad yeah, you jealous, you a hater
I been on my own for a long time
Do I got to let you in on my mind
Yeah, So what I got to do
Locked up in this city everyday I see nothing new
Yeah, so what you going to say
Why you ask these questions feel like I could never catch a break
Yeah, so what you going to do
Now you're in my city thinking how I'm a get to you
Yeah, so what you going to say
Calling my phone hearing only my voice message play
Trying to take my place there ain't no guarantee nah ah ah
You been pulling all these strings trying to get you far ah ah
Always want a different way to make it my fault
This the type of shit I try to run away from
I know I'm young but I got to get my paper
I know you mad yeah, you jealous, you a hater
I been on my own for a long time
Do I got to let you in on my mind
So what you going to do
Locked up in this city everyday
I see nothing new
Yeah
So what you going to say
Calling my phone hearing only my voice message play
I know I'm young but I got to get my paper
I know you mad yeah, you jealous, you a hater
I been on my own for a long time
Do I got to let you in on my mind
Trying to take my place there ain't no guarantee nah ah ah
You been pulling all these strings trying to get you far ah ah
Always want a different way to make it my fault
This the type of shit I try to run away from
Tryna take my place there ain't no guarantee nah ah ah
You been pulling all these strings trying to get you far ah ah
Always want a different way to make it my fault
This the type of shit I try to run away from
Writer(s): Bianca Bucceri
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