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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
SEVN Thomas
SEVN Thomas
Programming
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Other Instrument
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Programming
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Kanye West
Kanye West
Songwriter
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Kenza Samir
Kenza Samir
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Songwriter
SEVN Thomas
SEVN Thomas
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SEVN Thomas
SEVN Thomas
Producer
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Producer
Greg Moffett
Greg Moffett
Assistant Recording Engineer
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Assistant Recording Engineer
Michael Brooks
Michael Brooks
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tom "Classic" Hardy
Tom "Classic" Hardy
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Recording Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Noel Campbell
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Dropped outta school now we dumb rich (dumb rich) This sound like some forty-three-oh-one - (one -) All my - wanna do is pop style (pop style) Turn my birthday into a lifestyle (lifestyle) Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it (do not make it) Got so many chains they call me Chaining Tatum (They do, they do) And I like to finish what you think you started Man you boys just got to Hollywood, you boys just started You don't know what you just started All I do is hang with the young and heartless All this for my family, man, I try my hardest It's all I ever did and look where it got him Yeah, you've been on my mind lately You've still got my number, girl you need to call me I feel like they wanna see me learn the hard way But you know I always handle that one my way Girl let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock your body Justin Timberlake and then I hit the highway I can't trust no - body They still out to get me cause they never got me They still out to get me, I don't get it I can not be got, and that's a given Give a real - the number one Even though I got like twenty-one Cannot beat me I'm a one-of-one Schooling your - like one-on-one They been out here tryna slide on me They been out here telling lies on me Everybody looking out for themself But they still got they eyes on me See me putting in the hard work now, aye Momma doesn't have to call work now, aye I decide when I start work now, aye Problems hit the gym, they all work out MVP, MVP, oh-nine all the way to sixteen Even next season looking like a breeze Lot of y'all ain't built for the league, yeah Trade you off the team while you in your sleep, yeah Y'all showed me that nothing's guaranteed And you don't know what you started My friend's chain so big that he look like the artist I can't trust no - body They still out to get me cause they never got me Dropped outta school now we dumb rich (dumb rich) This sound like some forty-three-oh-one - (one -) All my - wanna do is pop style (pop style) Turn my birthday into a lifestyle (lifestyle)
Writer(s): Shawn Carter, Kanye West, Matthew Samuels, Noah Shebib, Adam King Feeney, Aubrey Graham, Rupert Thomas Jr., Kenza Samir Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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