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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robbie Fair
Robbie Fair
Vocals
John Barker
John Barker
Vocals
Brian Bronson
Brian Bronson
Rhythm Guitar
West Coast Consortium
West Coast Consortium
Performer
Geoff Simpson
Geoff Simpson
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Geoff Simpson
Geoff Simpson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Dorsey
Jack Dorsey
Producer

Lyrics

(Depth of my soul Depth of my soul Depth of my soul) Chanel West Coast, Ha! Young Money! I'm LOOKING FORWARD to the future so bright I'm not looking back, 'bout to CHANGE MY WHOLE LIFE, I've been hated on, man yeah all of my life Ye-yeah all of my life, ye-yeah all of my life, I'm taking my time and make sure shit is right Can't wait for the day that they change their damn mind And say damn Chanel tight, they say damn Chanel tight I'm in this for life, The struggle is real, yeah I'm coming from hell Yeah deep in Valley, North Hollywood No won't pay attention, on one ever mention Alone like detention, so Hollywood I gotta keep hustling, no one never budgin' Till I get a budget, What's really good ain't up for discussion Blow up like combustion Haters, yeah we shush 'em I wish you would, time's up Don't fuck with my money I pile up, you bitches ain't hungry Dubs stay up, 'cause that's where I'm from And I'm never leaving Like spring is the season, But it's always my season Death to the hate I can't hear it, What is the sound I hear cheering? Fans went from one to a million!! (Depth of my soul Depth of my soul) While you all in my business, I'm all bout my business, ain't nothing fictitious I'm hunting these bitches, They cut like incisions, I'm taking position To take their position 'cause I got ambition, I got it! I ain't had no love when I started, No one thought I could be an artist, But as I got older, my flows just got colder The life of a soldier brave hearted! I did it to only break out from folding these clothes at your cart Minimum wage ain't what's up, need more bucks 'Cause I want a new car and a house I'm fighting to be more that's why I just wanna see more in life, So fuck all the hate, they don't pay for my playing I won't stop till I'm great, this my life Don't fuck with my money I pile up, you bitches ain't hungry Dubs stay up, 'cause that's where I'm from And I'm never leaving Like spring is the season, But it's always my season! Death to the hate I can't hear it, What is the sound I hear cheering? Fans went from one to a million!! (Depth of my soul Depth of my soul) As long as you got your faith, you know You can ride anything! There's nothing too scary Well I'ma just give up You know I've really not seen hell and everything after it, But somewhere in if you're persistent and efficient You get rewarded, And that's what everybody wishes for!
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