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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Kenny Mason
Kenny Mason
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Edwin Green
Edwin Green
Composition
Mathauis Young
Mathauis Young
Composition
Graham Jonson
Graham Jonson
Composition
Dilip Venkatesh
Dilip Venkatesh
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dilip
Dilip
Production
Mathauis Young
Mathauis Young
Production
quickly, quickly
quickly, quickly
Production
James Kang
James Kang
Ingénierie de mixage
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Coupe
Coupe
Production

Paroles

Don't blow up tha spot You makin' it hot I'm makin' some ends I'm making it out I'm up at top I know they gone plot I'm makin' new friends I'm making new guap I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' dis motion I'm bringing more ends, this shit don't make no sense Ready or not, I'm ready for knots I'm bringing in figures, I figured it out It's few vibes but shawty the baddest one It's a few eyes that's watching me add it up I'm watchin' ya moves and no I ain't mad at nun Walk up to me smoothly, don't make me grab the judge They think I'm pacifist the way I can't pass a lick He say he had gang ties but never could pass the lit My brudda throw gangs sign whenever the chance he get We don't wear da same size, whatever I had was his I gotta remain calm, I gotta act as if I know how to handle shit These niggas gone vanish if it ain't no advantages It don't take a magic trick to turn both my hands to fist And beat the antagonists Don't blow up tha spot You makin' it hot I'm makin' some ends I'm making it out I'm up at top I know they gone plot I'm makin' new friends I'm making new guap I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' dis motion I'm bringing more ends, this shit don't make no sense Ready or not, I'm ready for knots I'm bringing in figures, I figured it out These niggas know everything except what they need to know, huh These niggas be everywhere except where they need to go, huh She givin' me everything except what I need to grow, huh I give her my everything she tell me she need some more, huh Timberland boots in the snow, huh, crank up the car in the cold, huh I face the bottle and go, huh, I break the law, not the code, huh Some of the family be goin' thru shit, it break my heart on the road, huh I wanna stay in the zone, sometimes it get hard to control Back when the city was innocent, I used to tell her my goals Ever since she lost the innocence me I been guarding my own We gotta move around militant it feel like we on patrol Don't blow up tha spot You makin' it hot I'm makin' some ends I'm makin' it out I'm up at top I know they gone plot I'm makin' new friends I'm makin' new guap I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' dis motion I'm bringin' more ends, this shit don't make no sense Ready or not, I'm ready for knots I'm bringin' in figures, I figured it out
Writer(s): Dilip Venkatesh, Edwin Green, Graham Jonson, Mathauis Young Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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