Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin C Nana-Sinkam
Songwriter
Lyrics
It's a bag if he show
Heavy handed two left feet
Head held lowest on the walk home
So beat it
Don't come back till the scars close
Sentimental for my small clothes and keep it
Pack a fleece i know that walk home freezing
Teeth chatter make him talk slow
Hear he keep thinning like anemics and the heart goes heaving
I try to keep a low profile for the streaming
All my musique soul child till it's even steven
Keep breathing till the sky is bleeding
Keep breathing till the sky is bleeding
Keep
Keep breathing till the
Keep
Said it's a bag if he show
Cut the chit chat
Games with pen and pad win it like it's tic tac toe
They're playing chess this this a mismatch tho
Production versitle all i do is switch hats so
I think i'm on it
Blaming reganomics
Hope i'm passing down the profits to the prophet
Project rev splits for the progeny
Yeah
Hits unfit for the honesty
Writer(s): Kevin Nana-sinkam
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