Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SheedTs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rasheed Rose
Songwriter
Yonatan Watts
Songwriter
Alec Appolloni
Songwriter
Armen Zabounian
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yon
Producer
Kyduh
Producer
Peyote
Producer
Peter A. Barker at Spin Move, (Los Angeles, California) & Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, California)
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Stewart at Spin Move, (Los Angeles, California) & Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, California)
Mixing Engineer
Segal Huredia at Paramount Recording Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Engineer
Lyrics
I already been through it in this, I don't got no worries
Pain wrote a thousand songs from tellin' me your stories
Do you wanna ride along? I'm on the way to glory
I'll rather ride alone, I knew you wasn't (yeah, uh, come on)
I'll rather ride alone, I knew you wasn't for me
I done put my pride to the side for this bullshit
I been hearin' lies upon lies, I get nauseous
Broke me down, and then you suck me dry like some crawfish
I wonder who'd be here if I ever somehow lost it
I wonder who'd be here if I ever somehow, yeah
I shoulda seen the signs back in Boston
I just feel I need my Ally like I'm Austin
When she tell me that she love me, I feel awesome
How you play that role and then play victim like it's possum? I'm off it
Sun down comes, then it's back to the mornin'
And I been drawlin', I get busy with these bitches 'cause I'm ballin'
How you callin' me to ask for shit that you ain't never had?
I like bad bitches, all they want is good dick and a bag
I already been through it in this, I don't got no worries
Pain wrote a thousand songs from tellin' me your stories
Do you wanna ride along? I'm on the way to glory
I'll rather ride alone, I knew you wasn't (yeah, uh, come on)
I'll rather ride alone, I knew you wasn't for me
I done put my pride to the side for this bullshit
Uh, I need racks to breathe, fuck that, why you askin' me?
I'd rather go broke before I sell my heat, uh
Niggas playin' games, like get knocked out them chains (bang)
I just poured this lil' drank up and now, I'm feelin' strange
I just wish I had it all good without the name
How you tryna say it's all good when I'm in pain?
I got used to bein' in that rain, I been givin' all game
Lil' slimy, what you heard? Sellin' birds
What's the word? Hit that curb
Niggas in my way, so I just gotta swerve
I had to let her live that life of hers, uh
I don't want you now if you ain't want me then
I already been through it in this, I don't got no worries
Pain wrote a thousand songs from tellin' me your stories
Do you wanna ride along? I'm on the way to glory
I'll rather ride alone, I knew you wasn't (yeah, uh, come on)
I'll rather ride alone, I knew you wasn't for me
I done put my pride to the side for this bullshit
Writer(s): Yonatan Watts, Alec Appolloni, Rasheed Rose, Armen Zabounian
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