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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Victor Mensah
Victor Mensah
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
VIC MENSA
VIC MENSA
Composer
Eryn Allen Kane
Eryn Allen Kane
Composer
Amire Johnson
Amire Johnson
Composer
Glen Johnson
Glen Johnson
Composer
Malcolm Joshua Martin
Malcolm Joshua Martin
Composer
Malik Yusef
Malik Yusef
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Producer
Thelonius Martin
Thelonius Martin
Additional Producer
Amire Johnson
Amire Johnson
Additional Producer
Victor Mensah
Victor Mensah
Recording Engineer
David Kim
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
S.C.
S.C.
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah SAVEMONEY sh- Uh, back to reclaim my throne I'm the prince of the city, young Machiavelli Staged my own death, outwitted my adversaries From the land of Larry Hoover where they bury shooters I'm shining hard Stanley Kubrick We don't live by the law Two-time felony charge, gun-toting Smoke 'em like Lamar, ball like a young Odom Where cr- hit the Chi same year as Michael Jordan My trap phone got more rings than Robert Horry I got a story make Shakespeare say that's tragic Speak my mind, I got a bad habit Became a hazard to my health like Corona to an asthmatic I Roc like the old Jay but I'm a backstabber 'Cause I un'd myself I got better sh- on albums I shelfed than sh- that you went platinum off Too fly for my own good, it's my albatross I'm a beast boy, I just love to self-sabotage P- n- talking down, v- monologue I ain't running, but I'm tired of y'all I could call Farrakhan or I could get you tatted On the limbs of your friends have 'em crying like Kavanaugh Back on my bully, don't be a matador This ain't no red flag, shooters in red rags, looters in Hermes Mask on you, still see I'm the future But I had to learn not to judge a man by his past So that's all I ask Uh, young Machiavelli Still alive across the belly Lemme get it back, uh Lake Shore Drive with the top back, rocking Y Project With my ride or die b- n- where The Lox at Had so many conflicts that sh- got crucial I was really fighting for freedom like Desmond Tutu Sh- is like apartheid if you see the South Side No upward mobility they got n- paralyzed Paper Planes snapback, shout to Em and Ty Ty Yeah, I did a rock album, that's cause I'm a rock star I'm from where the moes push rocks like the tomb of Jesús To put new 22's on they coupe, selling D, ducking 12 Undercovers looking for proof, I push off the roof like Bishop in Juice A window in my reality Two-parent household from an immigrant family Middle-class salaries on 47th Street by the Stones Where they move white out the house same block as Obama's home Uh, born alone, die alone it's still SAVEMONEY I take that to the grave with me The game's funny, a n- went from robbing in the hood To the Robin Hood of Inglewood, I'm feedin' n- They produced these circumstances by beatin' n- Mistreatin' and misleadin' n- We the n- jumped ship, did some underwater breathin', n- Why I gotta live my death 'fore they believe a n-? Still alive Alive, yeah yeah Still alive Alive, yeah yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Alive, yeah yeah I'm still alive I'm still alive
Writer(s): Ali Shaheed Muhammad, Adrian Younge, Eryn Allen Kane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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