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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beyoncé
Beyoncé
Sampled Artist
Dom McLennon
Dom McLennon
Vocals
Kevin Abstract
Kevin Abstract
Vocals
Merlyn Wood
Merlyn Wood
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dominique Simpson
Dominique Simpson
Songwriter
Ian Simpson
Ian Simpson
Songwriter
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Songwriter
Matthew Champion
Matthew Champion
Songwriter
Jabari Manwarring
Jabari Manwarring
Songwriter
Isaiah Merriweather
Isaiah Merriweather
Songwriter
Ameer Emmanuel Vann
Ameer Emmanuel Vann
Songwriter
Beyoncé Knowles
Beyoncé Knowles
Songwriter
Christopher Alan "Tricky" Stewart
Christopher Alan "Tricky" Stewart
Songwriter
Russell Boring
Russell Boring
Songwriter
Terius Youngdell Gesteelde-Diamant
Terius Youngdell Gesteelde-Diamant
Songwriter
William Anku Kraka Mawuli Andoh Wood
William Anku Kraka Mawuli Andoh Wood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Producer
Kiko Merley
Kiko Merley
Producer
Kevin Abstract
Kevin Abstract
Producer
Matt Mysko
Matt Mysko
Assistant Engineer
Andy Maxwell
Andy Maxwell
Assistant Engineer
Chris Parker
Chris Parker
Assistant Engineer
Jabari Manwa
Jabari Manwa
Producer
Russell Boring
Russell Boring
Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

My arms are always open Your fears always rollin' In the deep and you can't control it What you want? What you want? Emotion? My arms are always open Your fears always rollin' In the deep and you can't control it What you want? What you want? Emotion? I need to step out with no frustration I need a permanent getaway vacation They got a permanent hit list, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga 50 did it right I could've been homeless I thought I moved to orphanage for the summer I could've been homeless Before I had a goal, I had a course A million reasons to get rich, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga A million reasons to get rich, my nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga My people still dry snitchin' whenever they touch the mic That's what happens when a therapist isn't somewhere in sight Take flight, never leaned to the left or the right 'Cause they turn the other cheek when our niggas start to die When our women start to die, when our children start to die I don't feel their empathy, we been displaced too many times Every summer in the city start to feel like Columbine 'Cause you gotta get yours, and I gotta get mine One time for the paragons of the paradigm When you underground, they gon' only try to undermine Use the track as a gymnasium to get into the stadium You couldn't match my alien, I'm glowin' like uranium One time for the–, one time– One time– nigga, one time– nigga One time– nigga, one t– Nigga (Yes), nigga Nigga (Yes) A million reasons to get rich, my nigga 50 did it right (Yes), 50 did it right Wish I could call every successful black rapper for advice How the fuck do I make this shit last my whole life? (Yes) What if they don't want to come to the concert tonight? (Yes) Nigga (Yes), nigga Nigga (Yes), nigga (Oh) Tuggin' on my pinky ring (Yes) Smelling like chrysanthemum (Honestly, I just want that) (Yes) I just want that, I just want that I just want that, I just want that (Oh) Tuggin' on my pinky ring (Yes) Smelling like chrysanthemum (Honestly, I just want that) (Yes) I just want that, I just want that I just want that, I just want that (Just give me what I need) (Oh) Tuggin' on my pinky ring (Yes) Smelling like chrysanthemum (Honestly, I just want that) (Yes) I just want that, I just want that I just want that, I just want that All my jewelry, and all my niggas (Yes) All my jewelry, and all my niggas got that, yeah (Yes, yes) Ooh, ooh (Yes, yes) And you know I got it (Yes) Just give me what I need (Yes, yes)
Writer(s): Beyonce Knowles, Terius Nash, Christopher Stewart, Romil Hemnani, Matthew Champion, Clifford Simpson, Dominique Simpson, William Wood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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