Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Stimme und Gesang
Brandon Fried
Brandon Fried
Schlagzeug
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Rhythmusgitarre
Jesse®
Jesse®
Stimme und Gesang
Lars Stalfors
Lars Stalfors
Programmierung
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Bassgitarre
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Leadgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jesse®
Jesse®
Songwriter:in
Lars Stalfors
Lars Stalfors
Songwriter:in
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Songwriter:in
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Songwriter:in
Brandon Fried
Brandon Fried
Songwriter:in
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Songwriter:in
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Lars Stalfors
Lars Stalfors
Produzent:in
Dave Cerminara
Dave Cerminara
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Miro Mackie
Miro Mackie
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Danny Parra
Danny Parra
Mischtechniker:in
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Letra

Cream-five-five-five stars Cream up in the Rock-rock-rockstars If I had it my way, I would sing all day And never say a word to you If I have it my way, I would love all night And never feel a shade of blue If I had it my way, I would be fine Wouldn't be thinkin' all the time I could just do, mmm, whatever I want to, mmm I would be free to do whatever I want to Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yo If I had it my way, the high way Supreme clientele, 365 days in the telly Five stars, rockstars, laughin' with dirt Me and Osiris served putting in work Mornings in the mosh, afternoons at the juice bar Bentley coupe, Maybach, haters, I rebute y'all Little who call cigar may be a pre-roll Fake room service knocking at the door, they wanted Migos If it was my way, I would play the reverend al-green With superfly playing on a 90 inch screen Every chain would have rocks the size of gumballs And my house would have base-keys hung on the walls My way like Sinatra, little butter on the mozza Nothing but cream up in the crib, I mean lots-a Rubber bands stack, private securities Smelting down gold, 24K for the purity If I had it my way Every day would feel like Friday No cell phones would vibrate Clutch on this SM58 Everything moving at my pace Focus on the path that I pave for myself I ain't worry 'bout no-one else Nothin' but a vision in my lane All BFFs in my space All VVS, my top eight Free (bitch) to do what I want to Hey Hey (rock-rockstars) Hey If I had it my way, I would sing all day And never say a word to you If I have it my way, I would love all night And never feel a shade of blue If I had it my way, I would be fine Wouldn't be thinkin' all the time I could just do, mmm, whatever I want to, mhm I would be free to do whatever I want to (Free like birds) (I wanna be free like birds) (Free like birds) (Tryna be free like birds)
Writer(s): Lars Stalfors, Jesse J Rutherford, Dennis David Coles, Zach Shane Abels, Jeremy Allen Freedman, Michael Blake Margott, Brandon Fried Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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