Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bradley Tibane
Songwriter
Lyrics
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Huh aye
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She took my love and said
Gotta keep it casual
All this shit regrettable
Gotta keep it actual
Money made me better tho
Cash made me worse nigga
Feels like a curse nigga
Don't get discouraged nigga
Go chase that curse nigga
I live to see it all
Above it all 'cause Jesus got my hand and all
I never seen these niggas high as this
Must be fentanyl
She splitting shit with credit cards
Splitting image of her father
A coke head better than dead
But what's the difference y'all
Can never fall outta love
My niggas came from above
The angels told me and showed me love just
Prevails in the heart I never showed you the start
I never showed you the end
Only God knows that so far
So I ain't worried again
I hold my own in my skin
And Jesus Died for my sins
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