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Hudební video
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keep Cool
Performer
Mez
Performer
VanJess
Performer
ICECOLDBISHOP
Performer
Ginette Claudette
Performer
Gwen Bunn
Performer
Kyla Moscovich
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ginette Claudette
Composer
Gwen Bunn
Composer
Alexander John Chigbue
Composer
Sam Wishkoski
Composer
Morris Ricks
Composer
Ivana Nwokike
Composer
Reginald Darnell Rainey III
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Wishkoski
Co-Producer
IAMNOBODI
Producer
Devan Hooker
Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Hector Vega
Assistant Engineer
Fili Filizzola
Assistant Engineer
Connor Hedge
Assistant Engineer
Ingmar Carlson
Mixing Engineer
Joshua Deguzman
Assistant Engineer
Texty
[Verse 1]
Ah look, glory be to God, glory be to the **** on the block
Glory be to the women trying to get the money, working hard all around the clock
Glory be to the gangsters
Lord, I'm so thankful
Lord, I'm so grateful, You blessed me with angels
And Lord, I remember when I was so down
You broke my heart, but now I'm profound
Lord, I remember when I was so down
I was so lost, but You gave me my crown
[Verse 2]
All winter, December, December
I been putting pen to, pen to, pen to, pen to paper, but I'm fibbin'
I rarely do write it, the verses are ten, ten, ten out of ten
And my back on the wall but I'm comfortable
Been here again, again, again, again and again
Y'all come in the game and be hot for a Jeremy, linen, linen, linen, linen on the bed
They done slept on me on thread count thinner, thinner, thinner, thinner
Cali show me love like it's tennis
Man, they fuck with **** like the Jenners, yeah
Ever since Sega Genesis, man, I don't play no games with the penmanship
Before the rap gods, I'ma finish him
I'm from the Southside, get your membership
[Verse 3]
A lot of people had a lot of doubts
Said some shit 'bout what I'm not about
But when the **** put the product out
There's gon' to be a dick in a lot of mouths
And they calling me 'bout all the commas now
A lot of hoes on my condom now
Then I call one up and shit
And she said before I can touch her, she roll up the dutches
The trees falling, now we yelling "Timber, timber, timber"
Check my temperature, hot enough they forgot to mention ya
Yeah, before Ren and Stimpy, your rappers on TV riding them
Spinners, spinners, spinners, spinners
Life is a bitch and hope I fuck good enough so she
Remember-member-member-member me
[Verse 4]
Look, glory be to God, glory be to the **** on the block
Glory be to the women trying to get the money, working hard all around the clock
Glory be to the gangsters
Lord, I'm so thankful
Lord, I'm so grateful, You blessed me with angels
And Lord, I remember when I was so down
You broke my heart, but now I'm profound
Lord, I remember when I was so down
I was so lost, but You gave me my crown
[Verse 5]
These days I don't worry, I don't worry 'bout no other
Got no time, continue chasing, trying to get it on my mother
Fake friends and thick haze in LA got me in trouble
East Coast, there no way I could lose that for my dollar
I just try to keep my head up, way up in the clouds
Dreaming wide awake, don't plan on coming down
Stay prayed up, baby, stick around
Remember who you are, baby, show out
[Verse 6]
Look, glory be to God, glory be to the **** on the block
Glory be to the women trying to get the money, working hard all around the clock
Glory be to the gangsters
Lord, I'm so thankful
Lord, I'm so grateful, You blessed me with angels
And Lord, I remember when I was so down
You broke my heart, but now I'm profound
Lord, I remember when I was so down
I was so lost, but You gave me my crown
[Verse 7]
I've been shaking, lost and found wave
Broken dreams, empty thanks
Water under the bridge
Feeling like I'm finna get all my shit, yeah
It's a long road, dodging these hoes, yeah
Dodging, dodging these hoes, yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Alexander John Chigbue, Ginette Claudette, Gwen Bunn, Ivana Nwokike, Morris Ricks, Reginald Darnell Rainey III, Sam Wishkoski