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INTERPRÉTATION
A$AP Rocky
A$AP Rocky
Chant
Mikky Ekko
Mikky Ekko
Chœurs
Clams Casino
Clams Casino
Programmation
Kelvin Krash
Kelvin Krash
Programmation
Lord Flacko
Lord Flacko
Programmation
Tank God
Tank God
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Rakim Mayers
Rakim Mayers
Paroles/Composition
Michael Volpe
Michael Volpe
Paroles/Composition
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Paroles/Composition
Olufunmibi Aeoshiley
Olufunmibi Aeoshiley
Paroles/Composition
Kelvin Magnusen
Kelvin Magnusen
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Clams Casino
Clams Casino
Production
Tank God
Tank God
Production
Lord Flacko
Lord Flacko
Production
Kelvin Krash
Kelvin Krash
Production
Billy Cumella
Billy Cumella
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Know what I'm saying Got jealous of a nigga or something trying to... Check it, whole lot of jewely My time nigga Trying to surpass me Real shit Don't do all that talking nigga Clams Casino, nigga A$AP A$AP nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout? Meet me at the fair or something bih Pew I say motherfuck you niggas for the hate that you investin' Fuck police cause he probably wanna arrest me (check it out) Fuck the prison system, this injustice was ingestive (slatt) All black tuxes, get the white collars jealous like All my role models either dead or in the pen I had no choice to be the nigga that I am Stuck with bros, stuck the code 'Cede emblem on the fender (yeah) Couple fans in the hood I got no choice but to vent Going in front to back At events, fuckin' packed With the hits back to back Where the gas from the back Gold on gold, platinum plaques On the road after that (yeah) She on a pole on a roll, make it clap, bring it back Real bitches where you at? Real niggas where you at? Makin' niggas send a couple real niggas where you at though? How could I not be negative when I don't trust my relatives? Niggas want settlements And bitches want like seven kids Fuck fake people, I'ma go ahead and address it Fuck you too just because you never said it God hate evil, you just blowing all your blessings (A$AP) Black tux, white collar formal on wedding Time to divorce (time to divorce) Line up the courts (line up the courts) Tuxedo, don't try to support them Don try to support them When it start to go off Come fuck with your boy I'ma shine through it all Shina and all Takeoff, lightyear Shooting star Shine and all, shine and All To the cathedral, tux like I'm married (Tux on like I'm married) Don't got a ring on but it feel like I'm married (ring on my finger) To the cathedral, tux like I'm married (like I'm married) Know when that ring involved, know that it married Fuck views and opinions I'm willin' to die, seemin' to shake off the image But when I'm inside, pretendin' to smile I feel the same high from the vengeance I mean, I know we're both grown, like who are we kidding? Goodbye to the crack way The picket fences, kids in the kitchen 'Cause in this world, I feel lost I'm feeling trapped in my thoughts I don't know who to trust, just got my word and my balls This is hell and a ho I know this the life that we chose But loving the life that we living We'll make it in the beginning Save me the tux Save me the tux for the ending Ending
Writer(s): Hector Delgado, Michael Volpe, Rakim Mayers, Olufunmibi Awoshiley, Kelvin Magnusen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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