Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
KillASon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
INQBOI BEATZ
Composer
Alvin Brown Beats
Composer
Marcus Dossavi-Gourdot
Songwriter
Lyrics
God forgive me for all the wrongs I caused
Yeah
Who said it would be easy? (Who?)
You fell for a young G (True)
Issa different kind of energy (Okay)
Whole lot of authenticity (Yeah)
Louis Vuitton goggles for you baby (Woah)
If you wanna share the vision, it's compulsory (True)
Monclerc puffy (Okay)
If you wanna get close to my snow heart (Woah)
Don't get too close to my snow heart (Phew-phew)
You way too hot for me (True)
Get your Umbrella Riri (Okay)
It's raining bullets, Love is war
You ain't a bad bitch
You a Luna wolf, savage, Fenty (Grr)
Keep your heels from Versace (Versace)
Traitors wanna frame me, my team
Guns can be drawn, aim isn't sketchy (No)
I'm with the gang and we poppin champagne, 'cause we still aqui (Si)
Haters wanna finish us, here at the party
But it's cool we ready
Pardon me (Woah)
Lady, would you dance with a young G?
Louis V, my outfit, your outfit, surprisingly
Will you follow, will you follow me? (Woah)
If I told you so, would you follow me, yeah
Pardon me, more money, enemies
They hate on me, yeah
Who said it would be easy? (Who)
You fell for a young G (True)
But Love's secondary (True)
My minutes for my money (Cash)
I hurt you, I broke you, but I had to cut ties
I know you, I love you, you could be my dear wife (Woah)
But my future's both shiny and dark
And you not strong enough to put up with both parts (No)
It's a sad story (True)
A real hitter story (Gang)
I'd rather be alone in my zone
Than be around knowing that you suffer everytime I'm gone
I got stuff to deal with that I can only face at night (Okay)
I wish we met again, if everything gets alright
But I doubt that (Woah)
Life is a bitch and she bites back (Huh)
Life a rich bitch
If you ain't wealthy, she ain't texting back
And she ain't kissing back (Huh)
Pimpin one's life demands sacrifice (True)
Cold like ice (Yeah)
I feel like Andre back in 03, I'm out
Pardon me (Woah)
Lady, would you dance with a young G?
Louis V, my outfit, your outfit, surprisingly
Will you follow, will you follow me? (Woah)
If I told you so, would you follow me, yeah
Pardon me, more money, enemies
They hate on me, yeah
Pardon me
Lady, would you dance with a young G?
Louis V, my outfit, your outfit, surprisingly
Will you follow, will you follow me?
If I told you so, would you follow me, yeah
Writer(s): Eric Igbudu, Alvin Brown Beats, Inqboi Beatz Inqboi Beatz, Marcus Dossavi Gourdot
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