Créditos
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Alex Wiley
Songwriter:in
Chizom Okebugwu
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Adrien Artez
Produzent:in
Roland Lim III
Mischtechniker:in
Letra
Hitting a J, field goal one hundred percent
Blow it to vacuum out all of my stress
Smoke in my chest, feeling like Arthur when I close my fist
Or Thanos with gauntlet on wrist
Gold, opulence all on my shit
Looking like wealth, looking like rich
Looking like I could just finesse your bish
Not that I would, but that I could so, hope you don't feel no offense
Y'all making pennies, I'm making sense
I'm feeling freedom, you're feeling pressed
Yeah, I been the shit since ninety five, I was three when I felt like the god inside
And my bish got the hips that'll hypnotize, better close your eyes
Even my shadow is strong, feeling like Jojo
Stand at the top with the bomb as my logo
Kicking these flows like I'm running the dojo
Feeling like Kratos, ya'll niggas Chronos
Don't have the time for you niggas oh no no
Got a hundred and one things I need to do
Take an L when I finesse a W
Straight to the face
Everybody boring me, I think I'll see you later
Everything that's done is for the fame or for the paper
He hit a stain, he hit a lick
He work a job and he get it legit
All of them just trying to pay off their rent
Same money spent, same money spent
My pockets was full of the lint
The only green I came across was the reefer I burn, you can still smell the scent
My momma say I should repent
But I ain't too big on religions
I never just take what I'm given
It's still my own life that I'm living
I wonder if it's too late to make a difference
I'm never checking the listings
It's hard to ask for assistance
I see you way off in the distance
I need new paper like it was a misprint
I run it up then I lay low
Shit can get hot as Barbados
I treat the game like it's Play-Doh
It'd be nice if you stayed out my way though
It'd be nice if you stayed out my way though
It'd be nice if you stayed out my way though
It'd be nice if you stayed out my way though
It'd be nice if you stayed out my way though
Everybody boring me, I think I'll see you later
Everything that's done is for the fame or for the paper
He hit a stain, he hit a lick
He work a job and he get it legit
All of them just trying to pay off their rent
Same money spent, same money spent
Writer(s): Chizom Okebugwu
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