Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael McDonough
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JXYLN
Producer
Lyrics
I got off the plane ride
But I'm childish still
She ask me if I stay high
Like a pile of bills
Kinda clueless how to make it out
Homie just wait till I'm breaking out
Bright smiles that I'm faking now
Hella broads stay chasing now
She wanna know stunna but I'm staying locked in
Luck been on my side like I'm hitting top bin
Never be a day where you see me flawless
But there's more than a few where you'll see me ballin'
Ima find a way to sit courtside regardless
Ima make my own rules like the world is
Lawless
I couldn't say it in your presence so wrote a song
I tried to be present so I mowed the lawn
Said I wasn't needed like my coach was on
And why does every fucking place feel like don't belong?
Ima break up outta boxes like I'm kill Bill
Need a ill deal
Tryna dodge a suit and tie just feel real
Just to fucking feel real
But nowadays it's getting harder than most
I prolly shoudn't cut you off but I left like a ghost
And where'd I leave my soul at? you should check by the coast
Where'd it all go wrong? How I felt in a note
Some pocket change and some leverage it's a blessing at most
All these tribulations only thing that seems to make me
Need you by side when these things get crazy
Been up on a curb filming scenes too lately
I just need big dream with the means to save me
Never be a day where you see me flawless
But there's more than a few where you'll see me ballin'
Ima find a way to sit courtside regardless
Ima make my own rules like the world is
Lawless
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