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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Hollywood
Performer
YRN Rara
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sia Dave
Composer
Noah Dauphin
Composer
Louis Straker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Hollywood
Producer
Lyrics
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The funeral, baby
I have made the decision not to answer your calls
'Cause I put everything out there, and I got nothing at all
It seems the higher we get, is just the harder I fall
I took some pen and some paper, wrote "out of shape" on my walls
So, every time I wake up, I have to go face my flaws
And every statement of doubt, it only gave me a cause
Until you cannot escape me, everything is on pause
And all my life had to prove simply that I belong
Listen, I wish you tell me that I'm good enough
Should've listened to my dad, he never saw the good in us
If it's always unrequited, tell me what's the good in love?
Working with my head down 'til it forces you to look above
Jealously the meaning of
Every time my brothers win
Puts my ego for a spin
Homecoming in 22
Never doing that again
Kumba playing with my top
Jasmine acting like a bop
Ellie skipping all my shows
Dissed her in the latest drop
Vilified to all your friends
Worship on the other end
Glorified you in my songs
You only ever saw my wrongs
Too petty to apologize
You gon' recognize my worth
I'm the black Zuckerberg
Exactly who I Idolize
Ask me what I did to *shhh*, we gone keep it classified
We have to expand, I will work until I'm satisfied
Everything a competition 'til im god in your eyes
Said she miss the old me, I told Shawty likewise
I be ridin' alone, but soon as I get home
You gon' ride 'til infinity
I be slidin' alone, but soon as I get it home
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be ridin' alone but soon as I get home
You gon' ride 'til infinity
I be slidin' alone, but soon as I get home
(The funeral)
You gon' ride 'til infinit- (Hol' up)
(Bitch yeah)
Yeah, I ain't going out (he not going out)
I ain't going out
I ain't going out
I ain't going out
Bitch, I ain't going out
I ain't going out
I ain't going out
I ain't going out
Bitch, I ain't going out
Niggas said the streets is sad? Well, I ain't going out
Broadcast all my movements, everybody know what I'm about
Shutting doors on me, I just evade and take a different route
We have to expand, what do I look like tryna sit and pout?
Humble any bitch and any nigga who said they in doubt
Playing with my bread but get mad quiet when I check account
Trifling hoes ejected from the venue, they are not allowed
J.P. Morgan, she chase after me, I do not follow crowds
Niggas said the streets is sad? Well, I ain't going out
Wasted half of a decade on some birdies who was hoeing out
Realizing my worth, it's about time I get to showing out
Dumb *bleep* thought I need her but I'm up now that I go without
You don't gotta like me, but you gon' respect me
Played it nice, now I'm coming for necky
We have to expand 'til they cannot reject me
No more cryptic, I'm moving directly
Said they for-lifers, my day ones done left me
Love me, hate me, you will not forget me
Holly got trauma, my baggage is hefty
Humble treeshes, then Rod come and get me
My anger is deadly
All my life had to play by the rules
All my life I was taking abuse
And now Jesus is touching my muse
Got the courage to finally refuse
I'm a man, this is just what I do
Your hands on my head, but I need you to move
This the last time you color me blue
I never need bait how I'm bagging a fish
She want more attention, this verse all you get
Got too much pride to be pressed 'bout a bitch
I pass her to Holly I know it's a swish
She wanna have Jay, but I cannot commit
My childhood dead, so I empty the clip
Snow bunnies never, I'm raising my fist
So tell these white girls I ain't swinging my dick
Yeah, I ain't going out
I ain't going out
Bitch, I ain't going out
I ain't going out
I ain't going out
I ain't going out
Bitch, I ain't going out
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