Cover Art by: @whymugwump
Produced by: @imnotvrycreative
Additional Mixing by: @beats-by-bool
All Plats: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/imnotvrycreativeandraftheartist/for-what-its-worth-3
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Lyrics:
@imnotvrycreative
I know I'm supposed to, but I can't shake that feeling I'm wrong
Said I won't lie to you, but I'm pretty good at playing along
Hope for the best, expect the worst, plan on you doing me wrong
Thinking about leaving, I'm nervous

'Cause I know it's a long way from perfect
And I don't even know if I'm on that path
I think you did that on purpose
Feel strange on the phone, won't call you back
I can't let my guard down
'Cause I can't trust that you got my back
The countdown not working, I can feel that reemerging

@raftheartist
3 2 1, yeah you got me baby
You want me to say it's all my fault
But it's not my fault, I just think you're crazy
I know it's different, you could tell me it's the same thing
I know I'm tripping, you could come and be my main squeeze
And I'll do everything you want, but, baby say please
And you been running around in circles tryna change me
But let's be honest, you know it don't ever phase me

Texas, Paris, London, everywhere I got another one
Don't know why I'm stressing, I think I just gotta slow it down
You said that you want me, but I know how you be playing around
You must think I'm stupid, but it's cool, girl I'll see you around

@imnotvrycreative
I know I'm supposed to, but I can't shake that feeling I'm wrong
Said I won't lie to you, but I'm pretty good at playing along
Hope for the best, expect the worst, plan on you doing me wrong
Thinking about leaving, I'm nervous

'Cause I know it's a long way from perfect
And I don't even know if I'm on that path
I think you did that on purpose
Feel strange on the phone, won't call you back
I can't let my guard down
'Cause I can't trust that you got my back
The countdown not working, I can feel that reemerging now

(Long way from perfect)
(And I don't even know if I'm on that path)
(I think you did that on purpose)
(Feel strange on the phone, won't call you back)
(I can't let my guard down)
('Cause I can't trust that you got my back)
(The countdown not working, I can feel that reemerging now)

LONG WAY FROM PERFECT w/ raftheartist [p. imnotvrycreative]

listen on streaming: 

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Asheville

p. waera 
snippet of a throwaway from next album he showed on twitch

ericdoa - backdoor (unreleased)

bedsheets

Disheartened (prod. Fixupboy)

last night
i was feeling down
had my homies say they 
love me in surround sound
it was in one ear
out the other
think i made it very clear
i won't bother

if i stick by
i mean if i
i can't lie
you see through it like satellites
though i try
i can't bear see face
can't bear see me
so i'd rather sit inside
if all i am is what i've been
i'd rather not try
just to let you down
down down down down down down

i can tell you're getting tired of me
i think you can see inside of me now
i wish i could see inside of you
i wish you could see this side of me back then
tell me is the time up
call it perfect timing x2

yeah
i don't wanna see another face out here
baby i'm free
and i'm all that you need
under the satellite
i see clear as day
why should i have to try
when i'm as good as dead


SATELLITE

[Lyrics]

Tryna lie about her ex, shit that he said
She want love but I don't wanna be next
Lying bout her ex, saw all the texts
You got some problems, all in your fucking head

Shawty a 10, hate all your friends
I wanna tell you
hHow much you really meant
Time is a bitch, now it's the end
Wanna turn it back, I only feel regret

You lyin bout' your ex, she lie, she lyin' bout her ex
Don't lie to me, girl I saw all of the texts
She lyin', she lyin' bout her fucking ex

You lyin bout' your ex, she lie, she lyin' bout her ex
Don't lie to me, girl I saw all of the texts
But she lyin', she lyin' bout her fucking ex

Wanna know just what she talking about
I'm asking questions, we talking it out
I wanna know why you hide it
She always be talking like she my bitch
My bitch

I don't even know your fucking name ho
Buy her roses just so she could claim those
Said, she on the floor like she JLO
Text me whenever she on her way home

She still gone, you want it bad
But you keep it on the low for me
And when we talk, all these words, they just flowing with ease
She told me what's wrong, girl, just do it on the phone
Cause I just wanna be alone, baby, tell me what you need

Got a haunted past, she caused it
Out of smoke, gas, I be feeling nauseous, yeah
So tell me I'm the 'worst that you had' for me
Didn't know that you were lyin, but I could tell that you bad for me

You lyin bout' your ex, she lie, she lyin' bout her ex
Don't lie to me, girl I saw all of the texts
She lyin', she lyin' bout her fucking ex

You lyin bout' your ex, she lie, she lyin' bout her ex
Don't lie to me, girl I saw all of the texts
But she lyin', she lyin' bout her fucking ex

all produced and mixed by me.

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