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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Mason
Kenny Mason
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edwin Green
Edwin Green
Composer
Edward Maclin Cooper III
Edward Maclin Cooper III
Composer
Shane Moran
Shane Moran
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Coupe
Coupe
Producer
Poison Thorn
Poison Thorn
Producer
Ray Charles Brown Jr.
Ray Charles Brown Jr.
Recording Engineer
James Kang
James Kang
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

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(Coupe) Temperature rising up Ten in the mornin', time to roll I'm tempted to tell you the truth, but the timing wrong, huh I make the money with mind control It's all in my control Tellin' lil' shawty to focus on breathin' She can't keep that high controlled Why would I tell you how I been doin'? You already know how I'm doin' You really want know how I do it If I show you, I know you'd abuse it My homie said you got a foot in two different worlds You know you confuse 'em At first, it might cause some confusion That's how you know that you startin' a movement I would come down to the sun in Atlanta for summers, I run with that hammer, yeah Runnin' with scammers, tellin' my mama the bundles of money were random Up and then stand up, my niggas ain't none fuck with, they uppin' on camera, huh Some of us turned into artists Some of us just had to manage, yeah Me? I been on the road for days, convincin' the 20 year-olds to rage As a way to control their anger Bitch, I was made to control the space Don't call me the G.O.A.T., they say that to every nigga Call me the Pegasus Ain't nothin' as rare as this I had to train my whole life to prepare for this Yeah, yeah All facts Matter of fact, bring it back In a two-tone, black and black If the roof gone, push it back, huh, huh Push it back, huh Push it back I got two phones Hit me back I got two phones Hit me back I got a new phone Hit me back, huh Temperature rising up Ten in the mornin', time to roll I'm tempted to tell you the truth, but the timing wrong, huh I make the money with mind control It's all in my control Tellin' lil' shawty to focus on breathin' She can't keep that high controlled Why would I tell you when I can show it? Came in this bitch fully loaded It should be noted, huh Don't mention nothin' specifically, it should be coded They tried to hold it, huh They tried to keep it a mystery, it was decoded I flipped the script like I'm servin' them pills I took the script and rewrote it Shawty a real deal cowgirl Say she wan' ride 'til the mornin' Then once again in the mornin' Sendin' me signals, Commissioner Gordon My partner was sayin' that breakin' in Porsches was sort of like breakin' in horses Don't let the law get in your way Gettin' the way is what make it euphoric Yeah, yeah All facts Matter of fact, bring it back In a two-tone, black and black If the roof gone, push it back, huh, huh Push it back, huh Push it back I got two phones Hit me back I got two phones Hit me back I got a new phone Hit me back, huh Temperature rising up Ten in the mornin', time to roll (shawty a real deal) I'm tempted to tell you the truth, but the timing wrong, huh (shawty a real deal) I make the money with mind control It's all in my control Tellin' lil' shawty to focus on breathin' (woah) She can't keep that high controlled
Writer(s): Edward Maclin Cooper Iii, Edwin Green, Shane Moran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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