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Aang
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pivot Gang
Pivot Gang
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malik Chandler
Malik Chandler
Songwriter
Jerrel Chandler
Jerrel Chandler
Songwriter
Martin Anderson
Martin Anderson
Songwriter
Jimmy Hood
Jimmy Hood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Saba
Saba
Producer
Gaidaa
Gaidaa
Producer
Maria Sanchez
Maria Sanchez
Producer
DaeDaePivot
DaeDaePivot
Producer

Lyrics

Ayy, hopping out the water like Aang with my gang, nigga Got that fire like Aang with my gang, nigga Air a nigga out like Aang with my gang, nigga Movin' that rock like Aang with my gang, nigga Uh, I was on the block like Dwayne Takin' the bus and we hop in the train Movin' that rock like Dwayne From the westside and my grandpapa went to Crane, nigga My whole life had changed When I seen Cam in the range Dressin' in pink, in a blink I think I'm safe Dressin' like *NSYNC, jumpin' on stage, nigga Bro said to act my age It ain't no act and the pack light beige, right where I stayed They was havin' gang shootouts everyday like a action of ragе, nigga No more actin' afraid On the corner likе a rat in a maze Goin' through phases Pull up like the bad guy in anime and run yo fade, nigga (ayy) Hoppin' out the water like Aang with my gang, nigga Got that fire like Aang with my gang, nigga Air a nigga out like Aang with my gang, nigga Movin' that rock like Aang (ha-ha-ha-ha) With my gang, nigga (yeah, ayy) "Nigga, nigga, nigga" like Trinidad James With my chains, nigga Can't find me, I'm in the cave Saddam Hussein, nigga Actually, actually, that was, uhh, aw fuck What's his name, nigga? Hold on, hold on, l-let me get for real, let me get for real I was just playin', nigga (yeah) The time that'll tick I hustle like a father of six My heart is like a bottomless pit I might Prada the fit 'Cause I'm proud of the shit I accomplished with all of my accomplices When the sun in the city come out, we get louder Countin' the days, I'll put that on my calendar You can count on one hand who you call on it's Like a phone that just ran out of data (shawty) I was on the block like Shaq Had to tuck the work right by my sack Money on the mind, that's all, no cap Sowed up like beanie Them girls, them sugar, big nigga like snacks These niggas pussy, heart on snatch Messy, they smear like pap No hesi', tap-tap, tween-tween with the team Early caffeine, I'm mean for cream Don't too many really like Black That's straight, they trippin', vacay, can't kick it Outstanding, ain't sittin', might fap Ayy, do me truly how I'm comin' Doobies glued me, I still I run it Max out like Goofy, dad, I'll son ya I'm appalled, chop tree like Bunyan Shed a tear smokin' out the onion (ayy) Hoppin' out the water like Aang with my gang, nigga Got that fire like Aang with my gang, nigga Air a nigga out like Aang with my gang, nigga Movin' that rock like Aang with my gang, nigga If they take me right now Burnin' it down in my name Dante inferno, a level of flames All of my aim, it been the same I was internalizing all the pain Me and my niggas been buildin' the frame out Same routes, I was with foes, solid and lo's Fightin' some niggas then beating they brains out Rearrangin' how I came out Motherfucker in a lane now Everything in my range I put on gang You ain't reliable, that ain't gon' change Beggin' for handouts in the rain Now you just living for less Stay on your Pivot, go get ya respect, nigga
Writer(s): Jerrel Chandler, Jimmy Hood, Malik Chandler, Martin Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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