Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Serious Klein
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelvin Boakye
Songwriter
Julian E. Rogers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rascal
Producer
Texty
[Verse 1]
I know you heard my shit, ****
Yeah, lie for real, I know you heard my shit, ****
[Verse 2]
Pull up in that Kia low-key, yeah
It ain't my fault that these bitches still don't know me, yeah
B-Hills like that **** foley, yeah
I'm the king ****, I'm the big homie
[Verse 3]
I just wanna ride with my ****, yeah
Might catch a bullet then I die for my ****
Do ride or die for my ****, yeah
Every day starving for these green figures, yeah
[Verse 4]
On my mama I've been doing my thing since years
On my daddy I've been dropping a whole lot of tears
Undercover I've been rolling with a whole lot of fears
Yeah, a whole lot of tears
[Verse 5]
Mama, I just wanna be the dude
Holler at you, boy, say what it do
Yeah, tryna make a mill', make a move
Yeah, daddy, I just wanna be like you
[Verse 6]
I just low the gas on the road to my needs and wants
Whole lot of shit in my mind some days
I just low the gas on my way to the needs and wants
Every day new shit, every day new
[Verse 7]
You wanna fly but you need to earn them wings first
You want the glory but you need to serve the king first
No more losing, a **** wanna win first
You wanna fight the flash, no need for skin thirst
[Verse 8]
You wanna bring your daddy back then tell him that you love him
Wished you could've saved your brother right before they cuffed him
You wanna talk to God, you need to study the word
And then you bring souls home with your back to the world
[Verse 9]
I wanted bitches but I need a baby, yeah, yeah
I needed Jesus but they didn't tell me, yeah, yeah
Done praised the ceilings, thought they didn't hear me, yeah, yeah
Every night till the full moons, may the sun be my witness
[Verse 10]
Mama need to stop working, yeah, yeah
Young God, you need to find your purpose, yeah, yeah
Mmm, is it fake, is it real, what does it mean?
Is it black, is it white? Just thoughts
My wants and needs, baby, baby
[Verse 11]
I just low the gas on the road to my needs and wants
Whole lot of shit in my mind some days
I just low the gas on my way to the needs and wants
Every day new shit, every day new
[Verse 12]
Let it go, let it go
[Verse 13]
Everybody wants heaven but nobody wants to die
And my reply is like why, huh?
That mystery God you rely on in sky
Is history, God, try it inside, I'm a five
[Verse 14]
Born as a king in a small town
Always get right back up when the fuck he would fall down
And bump his head but don't worry 'cause it's all crown
Plus Cornrow Kenny said that we gon' be alright so calm down
[Verse 15]
And focus on your inner growth
Those posting with your killer clothes is dope
But who do you see looking in the mirror though?
I mean, what you gon' tell your children, bro?
[Verse 16]
And when it all went down, you wore the illest robe
The paper chasing thing ain't working, can't you see it?
Got us kissing all these rich people's ass and we don't need 'em
Matter of fact want you to know, don't need a damn thing
Hop up in the tram and sing, liberation, fam and friends
[Verse 17]
I just low the gas on the road to my needs and wants
Whole lot of shit in my mind some days
I just low the gas on my way to the needs and wants
Every day new shit, every day new
[Verse 18]
You don't seem so reckless to me
Mind over matter seems to matter to you more now
You're changed
Written by: Johannes Altendorf, Julian E. Rogers, Kelvin Boakye