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Energy (feat. Skrapz)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nines
Nines
Vocals
Da Beatfreakz
Da Beatfreakz
Programming
Skrapz
Skrapz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Kyei
Christopher Kyei
Composer
Courtney Freckleton
Courtney Freckleton
Songwriter
Jahmori Dejon Simmons
Jahmori Dejon Simmons
Composer
Obi Ebele
Obi Ebele
Songwriter
Uche Ebele
Uche Ebele
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Lunn
Adam Lunn
Engineer
Sean D
Sean D
Engineer
Kevin Tuffy
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering Engineer
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Mixing Engineer
Da Beatfreakz
Da Beatfreakz
Producer

Lyrics

Beatfreakz Tryna get my money longer But my brother died so that turned me to my monster Now they wanna be my friend, they need to lowe me They bad mind, I don't need that energy around me They don't wanna see me chasin' my dreams Rather see me posted on the estate with the fiends I just wasted six figures on some fresh jewels But that's light, I'm making chess moves My chain got a swing, I'm old school, fuck a choker I send a hundred niggas to your door like Sosa Now they're saying that I changed, I'm still Nina Fam, I still play with pro buttons on FIFA I ain't waitin', bitch, I'm impatient If she ain't fucking then I'm skating I've been saving up cah I ain't made enough Tryna get my money long The streets are gonna miss me when I'm gone From a wild block Niggas don't say thanks when you open doors for them like a child lock I should be in the studio, tryna make a bangin' track Instead of lookin' for addresses for these Cali packs All these haters mad 'cause the way I get dough For this new ting, I copped an extendo I went low, look 'round like where my friends go? It's fucked how the game switch like Nintendo, uh Tryna get my money longer But my brother died so that turned me to my monster Now they wanna be my friend, they need to lowe me They bad mind, I don't need that energy around me They don't wanna see me chasin' my dreams Rather see me posted on the estate with the fiends I just wasted six figures on some fresh jewels But that's light, I'm making chess moves (boom) First they love you, then they hate you, then they love you again They say you're meant to keep your enemies closer than friends I stay on the road to riches, tryna see where it ends Fuck a bitch and then it's back to get this money again And if they ask you if I'm 'bout it, tell 'em 100% (one hundred) I got no limit, man will take this shit to any extent (trust me) I hear them talkin' 'bout they'll catch me at a show Someone let them niggas know, I've got a burner 'round me any event Red bottoms and a black jacket (boom) I know the feds are tryna stop me like a bad habit All I do is rap and pay taxes (trust) Chop bricks with no magic (trust) Straight drop it to the bottom of the water, Titanic (straight) I'm on a mission, tryna get these millions These niggas acting like they're killers when they're hitting innocent civilians (pussies) I just keep it real, it's always straight facts when I'm on the track (always) And anytime my niggas took a loss, we always bet it back (always) Boom Tryna get my money longer But my brother died so that turned me to my monster Now they wanna be my friend, they need to lowe me They bad mind, I don't need that energy around me They don't wanna see me chasin' my dreams Rather see me posted on the estate with the fiends I just wasted six figures on some fresh jewels But that's light, I'm making chess moves
Writer(s): Uche Ebele, Obi Ebele, Courtney Freckleton, Jahmori Simmons, Christopher Kyei Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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