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INTERPRÉTATION
6LACK
6LACK
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Harry Edwards
Harry Edwards
Paroles/Composition
Trevor Slade
Trevor Slade
Paroles/Composition
Christopher Justice
Christopher Justice
Paroles/Composition
Daniel Cartisano
Daniel Cartisano
Paroles/Composition
Ricardo Valdez Valentine
Ricardo Valdez Valentine
Paroles/Composition
Yinka Bankole
Yinka Bankole
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
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Fwdslxsh
Production
Singawd
Singawd
Production
Harry Edwards
Harry Edwards
Production
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Daniel Cartisano
Daniel Cartisano
Production
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Ingénierie de mixage
Gravez
Gravez
Production
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Robin Florent
Robin Florent
Ingénierie de mixage
Scott Desmarais
Scott Desmarais
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Paroles

No matter what, you can't take what I've been through Imagine if I never went through what I went through Yeah Came, up, uh Ay, I want more Until I get it I won't slow I'm on tour Opening some brand new doors On top, but we came from the floor Do you believe in foresight? (I do, hm-hm, 'cause I can't ignore life) Look, I wrote this in a hotel the size of a closet Just to show you that I could do it Just to show you that it ain't much to it If you got your hand out, don't be surprised when I look at you stupid Where were you when it was me and the music? Don't compare me to no nigga that I'm better than Still new, but my attitude veteran And ain't nothing wrong with it Since six I knew I was gon' get it I ain't working 'til my palms start itchin' Ever since a nigga put a gun to my face That shit do really make you think, yeah I was thinking 'bout my kid, yeah Sixteen, didn't even have a kid, yeah Them bullets really have you thinking about your unborn Imagine if my whole life was untorn Imagine when that car flip Don't call it defeating odds it's A blessing that I ain't gone yet I've been getting closer to God (Yeah) Not a scripture, we been talking direct (Straight line) Send for me and I send you closer to God (Yeah, word) Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm on pace I figured out this shit ain't no race Up the stakes Got hungry, then I scrape the plate It ain't hard for me to change my ways Do you believe in foresight? (I do, hm-hm, 'cause I can't ignore life) Look, the playing field ain't never been even I ain't 'bout to make that shit either See 'em tryna copy my aura, they some readers Study all you want, but I came up out that freezer Getting bread across the Mediterranean like a pita You a heat seeker, speak up Niggas tellin' me to speed up You can fit your talent in a B cup Leaders of the new school, I think they need us But first, let me light my weed up My intuition ain't never led me astray With all this shit on my plate You'd think I'd be runnin' in place But I step to that mirror, look myself in the face Can't nobody take my place, said they got me then they flake You can try, you can test You get sent to the gods I'm a R&B nigga with a hip-hop core Haha, said I'm a R&B nigga with a hip-hop core, yeah We just had to do that If I don't rap anywhere on this people gon' hate me
Writer(s): Daniel Cartisano, Trevor Slade, Harry James Edwards, Christopher Justice, Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr., Adeyinka Bankole-ojo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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