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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Stimme und Gesang
SZA
SZA
Stimme und Gesang
Future
Future
Stimme und Gesang
Daphne Chen
Daphne Chen
Geige
Jenny Takamatsu
Jenny Takamatsu
Geige
Marta Honer
Marta Honer
Geige
Giovanna Moraga
Giovanna Moraga
Cello
Kaveri Rastegar
Kaveri Rastegar
Flöte
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter:in
Victory Boyd
Victory Boyd
Songwriter:in
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Songwriter:in
Kanye West
Kanye West
Songwriter:in
Jahmal Gwin
Jahmal Gwin
Songwriter:in
Nima Jahanbin
Nima Jahanbin
Songwriter:in
Paimon Jahanbin
Paimon Jahanbin
Songwriter:in
Edgar Nabeyin Pandord
Edgar Nabeyin Pandord
Songwriter:in
Nayvadius "Future" Cash
Nayvadius "Future" Cash
Songwriter:in
Solana Rowe
Solana Rowe
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Produzent:in
Boogz
Boogz
Produzent:in
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Kanye West
Kanye West
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Caleb Laven
Caleb Laven
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Derek “206derek” Anderson
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Liv Painter
Liv Painter
Ingenieurassistent:in
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mischtechniker:in
Adam Hong
Adam Hong
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Hudson Mohawke
Hudson Mohawke
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Used to wanna fuck an R&B bitch, then that shit happened (yeah, yeah) Used to wanna be rich, then it finally happened Thought it'd make me happy (thought it'd make me happy) I could've took the pain and I could've went out sad Streets stepped in and raised me, but I ain't have my daddy Niggas tryna clone me, run off with my swag For sellin' coco, got Chanel on my jacket (jacket) Shawty give me mop with the less, it don't last (last) Takin' more drugs all alone in a mansion Walkin' around tweakin' with the yop in my hands Just another broke hoe just preachin' for these bands (just another hoe) And I know I'm due for a billion-dollar advance (uh-huh) I can see the future, I can see the future (I can see the future) I can see the future, it's lookin' like we leveled through the sky I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life (livin' in glory) Won't you take the wheel? And I recline and I sit still Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds? (Like the way it sound) You know the future of the bounce, ayy I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud Do you like the way it sounds? Ayy I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud (so loud) I can see the future Ride with Wolf and Storm' and some troopers Ridin' through this shit, this shit is stupid Sky walkin' 'round like I'm Luke-uh Duckin' all these convos like I'm Bruce-uh, super Mobbin' with my angels dodgin' Lucifer (mob) Seein' every angle, I can see through ya, yeah (yeah) I can see the future, it's lookin' like we leveled through the sky (see enough) I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life (livin' in glory) Won't you take the wheel? And (seen enough) I recline and I sit still Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds? You know the future of the bounce Count so much money 'til my skin peel Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp (yeah) My bro cook up dope, it take real skill Share my bitch with my hoe, ain't got no chill (no) You either gettin' to money or you're gossipin' (yeah) She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery Places I thought I'd never go I found models in I hear the demons clear when they callin' (yeah) Flyest on the Earth, so I had to name myself a planet (Pluto) Automatic dead when you goin' against my family Few breakups went public, I just bought another baddie (bought another baddie) Bitch knew I was toxic, when she met me, I was a savage (met me, I was a savage) High in the hills tryna avoid any madness (yeah) Private on the Lear, this just like we imagined Only settlin' for this Hi-Tech 'cause I ain't got the Actavis (yeah) I'm tryna be modest (yeah), it sound like I'm braggin' (braggin') Cartier my frames (frames), all because my fame (fame) Bitch said she ashamed to love me in public, rather go private (seen enough) Count so much money 'til my skin peel Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp My bro cook up dope, it take real skill Share my bitch with my hoe, ain't got no chill You either gettin' to money or you're gossipin' She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery I can see the future, it's lookin' like we leveled through the sky I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life Won't you take the wheel? And I recline and I sit still Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds? I can't get enough, told you I just want it all I can't get enough, you ain't been doin' enough (do you like the way it sounds?) So cold, so cold It's so cold, so cold, so cold You could see the future, there's a sparkle in your eye Why you all up on my thigh? Can't let you Niggas plottin' my demise, I got murder on my mind I got money on the line, I can't lose if I tried Let no bitch break my stride Chosen, I'm gon' bet on me Chosen, all my shit antique Frozen, I can't feel no heat Diamonds dancing on me You startin' afresh, man, you fell out of pocket You fucked that girl that you met at the party I got some new niggas down in the lobby How can I sleep when you're out catchin' bodies? I still wanna be with you, trust me, I know that's insane I'd rather fuck on you than fuck on lames I did some shit in Berlin, I'm OD We both ain't shit and it's workin' for me Workin' for me, yeah I can see the future, I can see the future
Writer(s): Nima Jahanbin, Jahmal Gwin, Paimon Jahanbin, Jahaan Sweet, Victory Elyse Boyd, Edgar Nabeyin Panford, Solana I. Rowe, Jacques Webster, Ross Matthew Birchard, Nayvadius Wilburn, Kanye Omari West Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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