Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Shah Rule
Intérprete
Aakash Ravikrishnan
Intérprete
Rahul Shahani
Rap
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Aakash Ravikrishnan
Autoría
Rahul Shahani
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Aakash Ravikrishnan
Producción
Letra
God knows I got no hate in my heart
But do me wrong then I'm just playin' my part
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
Can't bite my hand and think I stay in the the dark
Won't reach my back, you won't be making a mark
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
I been making moves, since I bought a mic
I'm not cooking blues, I'm not Walter white
I might make a bomb in the studio
Then Im'ma teach a class on how I write
No big mouth, but a monster bite
And I'm well read, like a caution light
I got a speech ready that's gon' chang the world, like Di Caprio on Oscar night
No time for hate, nor the energy
No effort to make you an effigy
My dogs got me, a bad b** on me
I come from a powerful pedigree
MJ melodies blessing me from the beginning
My remedy to any enemy, is stay winning
My 2015 awakening
Pound for pound, I fought myself to leave Great Britain
Quick summary, the old me in the cemetery
Fake it til you make it, playing manager and secretary
I used to have (Havmour) of that hill road ice, now today my vice, is only multicolour Ben & jerrys
Fat boy, big appetite for greatness!
Converting every hater, put me on their playlist
I battle all my demons on a daily basis
So you everything you say, is like my watch, it's stainless
God knows I got no hate in my heart
But do me wrong then I'm just playin' my part
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
Can't bite my hand and think I stay in the the dark
Won't reach my back, you won't be making a mark
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
Feast mode, no keto, no beef yo
Still spitting fire for the bag like cheetos
I got it going with bars, got it like Titos
But when u getting fly, you attract mosquitos
Blood sucking mot*****, always causing ruckus, Friday they be calling, I ain't even talking Chris Tucker
Just like Tony kakkar, I'mma give you few words
You are not my friend, you're a Mark Zuckerberg
Firstly, don't take it so personally
The only angle is my money vertically
My pen is a blade and I work on these hearts
Every body of work is done surgically
I ain't yo buddy buddy
My only buddy money
Exposure won't fill up my gaddi gaddi
Working day n night on some cudi cudi
So don't try be sweet, no money no honey honey
God knows I got no hate in my heart
But do me wrong then I'm just playin' my part
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
Can't bite my hand and think I stay in the the dark
Won't reach my back, you won't be making a mark
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
You ain't my enemy, you just a memory
It's simple, your words going out the window
I got No signal, because I going up, crescendo
It's simple, your words going out the window
I'm sinful, but not for you
Written by: Aakash Ravikrishnan, Rahul Shahani