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Lecrae
Lecrae
Canto
PJ Morton
PJ Morton
Canto
Jordan Dollar
Jordan Dollar
Canto
Alexandria Dollar
Alexandria Dollar
Canto
Deandre Hunter
Deandre Hunter
Canto
Merkell Williams
Merkell Williams
Canto
Akyra Martin
Akyra Martin
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Lecrae Moore
Lecrae Moore
Autoría
Jordan Dollar
Jordan Dollar
Autoría
Alexandria Dollar
Alexandria Dollar
Autoría
Deandre Hunter
Deandre Hunter
Autoría
Rickey Offord
Rickey Offord
Autoría
Cooper McGill
Cooper McGill
Composición
Justin Zim
Justin Zim
Composición
Jariuce Banks
Jariuce Banks
Composición
Olawole Zaccheaus
Olawole Zaccheaus
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Slikk Muzik
Slikk Muzik
Producción
KelbyOnTheTrack
KelbyOnTheTrack
Producción
Coop The Truth
Coop The Truth
Producción
Connor Back
Connor Back
Ingeniería de mezcla
Jacob Morris
Jacob Morris
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

Kelb— KelbyOnTheTrack (Wait a minute), ooh-wee (Yeah)
They say that boy can't take the pressure, but they see that I did it
Mama, I finally learned my lesson, now we counting them digits
And I came up from the bottom and don't ever forget it
We did it, we did it, we did it, we did it
Hold on, my brothers, we got blessings on the way (We did it)
I told them clouds, "We gon' need some brighter days" (We did it)
And I know that He would always make a way
Tell 'em we did it, we did it, we did it, we did it, yeah
A couple babies, couple cars with the crib (We did it)
I took a trip out of the country on a whim (We did it)
And looked to everyone who told me I would lose, I'm winning
I was sleeping in a basement, I couldn't afford to pay rent
Was grinding, wasn't no nine to five, I worked that two to seven
When you clock out in the morning that's that opposite of Heaven
Mama tripping, she like, "Boy, if you don't get up out my kitchen"
Plastic forks and paper dishes, trying to make it out these trenches
I've been down, I've been low, gas on E, bills keep piling
I don't look like where I came from, had to put it on the line
I was working every day to make a way for me
Now I know for sure that somebody was praying for me
They say that boy can't take the pressure, but they see that I did it
Mama, I finally learned my lesson, now we counting them digits
And I came up from the bottom and don't ever forget it
We did it, we did it, we did it, we did it
Hold on, my brothers, we got blessings on the way (We did it)
I told them clouds, "We gon' need some brighter days" (We did it)
And I know that He would always make a way
Tell 'em we did it, we did it, we did it, we did it, yeah
I done came up, came down, south side H-town
Shout out to my day ones, all my dogs that stayed down
Plenty people wishing I would fall on the way
My uncle told me, "Don't you start if you can't finish the race
And if you ain't gonna do it right, then don't you do it at all"
I meditate for my balance, I used to stumble and fall
I had to double up the prayers, call on God for favor
Came from shooting dice and now I'm shooting hoops with hall of famers
Things good, parked the Cadillac on 28th 'cause we hood
Barbecuing on the front lawn, we eat good
Was trying to make a way for me
Now I know for sure that somebody was praying for me
They say that boy can't take the pressure, but they see that I did it
Mama, I finally learned my lesson, now we counting them digits
And I came up from the bottom and don't ever forget it
We did it, we did it, we did it, we did it
Hold on, my brothers, we got blessings on the way (We did it)
I told them clouds, "We gon' need some brighter days" (We did it)
And I know that He would always make a way
Tell 'em we did it, we did it, we did it, we did it, yeah
Look around, no more clouds
Brighter days
I believe we gon' see
Brighter days
Brighter days, brighter days, brighter days
Look around, no more clouds
Brighter days
Brighter days, brighter days, brighter days
I believe we gon' see
Brighter days
Written by: Alexandria Dollar, Cooper McGill, Deandre Hunter, Jariuce Banks, Jordan Dollar, Justin Zim, Kelby Kahyoh Johnson, Lecrae Moore, Montell Jordan, Olawole Zaccheaus, Rickey Offord
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