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In primo piano

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shiwan
Shiwan
Songwriter
Davon White
Davon White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Davon White
Davon White
Producer

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Im running for the gold, second place aint an option for my soul everyday everyday A super bowl in season out of season we don't fold win win win Planted in my city i can cop a field (Aye) Mix it with the soil lemme stop and build (Aye) Sign the dotted line this is not a deal (Aye) Man this boi on fire this is not a drill Skrr Gimme me the ball I'm not gonna layup Man my homie get 20 then Ima get 20 We double the flow for the take up Better turn on your tv I bet you gon see me I'm thanking God right on your cable We don't do this for clout We cut up the doubt We leaving it all on the table And you know this is a wonderful feeling Cuz you know that we stepped in the building But we out the box and the ceiling And we shine without putting the grills in But we respresent God mascot Used to be taking these Ls have nots Now we kicking down Doors knock knock That we couldn't go in pad locks (Geesh) Im running for the gold, second place aint an option for my soul everyday everyday A super bowl in season out of season we don't fold win win win Im running for the gold, second place aint an option for my soul everyday everyday A super bowl in season out of season we don't fold win win win Run for the gold like usain Lord on my side need two lanes Win win again need two rings Covered in the blood got a few stains Run this game like a few names Brady on the goal line Floyd when it's go time Mike with the shot when it's no time (Swish) Undefeated cause the lord with me Every night like I score fifty Fall down rebound feel like I got the lord on the boards wit me Run it up check the score no checkerboard Chess moves next move let's rule Everything everything the devil thought he add I'ma get it back like a vertebrae Come in courtesy of the lords name We avoid fame we are for change Won't avoid pain let it pour rain We are covered by God blood stained Above shame not above blame From the mud came out washed clean Bring hope to the people Y'all scream stay woke doing evil My team on go Race at a pace where it takes only faith and his grace what we need No fake in our space we don't flake when the snakes and the hate show face for the greed We moving like we won the chip going for the repeat Moving forward from the past No return looking like I lost the receipt Im running for the gold, second place aint an option for my soul everyday everyday A super bowl in season out of season we don't fold win win win Im running for the gold, second place aint an option for my soul everyday everyday A super bowl in season out of season we don't fold win win win
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