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PERFORMING ARTISTS
AKTHESAVIOR
AKTHESAVIOR
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corbin Butler
Corbin Butler
Songwriter
Akeem Joseph
Akeem Joseph
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Corbin Butler
Corbin Butler
Producer

Letra

Aye, aye Pull up with the gang with the roof gone Test me red dot, I'm like Rudolf Been on the grind bussing moves off Never rush perfect timing, it soon come Bitch, you can't kill my vibe, I be too calm Keep my eye on the prize like a boob showing With my bitch getting brain in a uber But I had to restrain her, she too much Keep a pack of the flava, that Buddha Might take a flight off of two puffs When we arrive, keep the tool tuck If we ever collide, then your crew dust Use the power inside, now I'm too up 'Member I couldn't get new lunch Got on my shit, hit a few bumps Nigga, you know the vibes, nothing new, bro Every day, I be counting my blessings Know my spirit controlling this vessel I just hope that I go where I'm destined Let the universe teach me her lessons Off a shroomie, I'm feeling the essence Got some money and made some investments Now my future secure with that treasure I'm the new age shakur with the message Ain't 'bout money, then won't get a second Not successful, don't give me no lecture You don't feel it, then take that offensive Lazy niggas use hate as they weapon Leveled up from that state of depression Keep that fake shit away you detective I don't care what you say, I'm a legend She thought I was gon' save her, I left her (stay here) Pull up with the gang with the roof gone Test me red dot, I'm like Rudolf Been on the grind bussing moves off Never rush perfect timing, it soon come Bitch, you can't kill my vibe, I be too calm Keep my eye on the prize like a boob showing With my bitch getting brain in a uber But I had to restrain her, she too much Keep a pack of the flava, that Buddha Might take a flight off of two puffs When we arrive, keep the tool tuck If we ever collide, then your crew dust Use the power inside, now I'm too up 'Member I couldn't get new lunch Got on my shit, hit a few bumps Nigga, you know the vibes, nothing new, bro
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