クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dallas Woods
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dallas Woods
Songwriter
Tobiahs Fakhri
Songwriter
Pip Norman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Murphi
Engineer
Tobiahs Fakhri
Producer
Pip Norman
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Here we go
It's okay to be a misfit
I think it's time right now
That we realise that being different
And being one of a kind is the most biggest compliment you can get
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm a black activist, slight love of cannabis
Known to keep a candle lit, always keep a candle lit
Grew up around some savages
Love them boys, they characters
Posted up like mannequins
Toe to toe, no panicking
Sons of anarchy, fam, that's the bro code
6740, buddy, thats my postcode
Bad mouth my neighbourhood brother, thats a no no
You thought she a get get, found out she a gogo
[Verse 3]
Syke
Now the world move in slo-mo
Skin on coconut complexion on that coco
Bikini and a sun hat, fresh from the outback
My island queen, tell me what you know about that?
I live every single day like my last
Stay living in the moment no future or past
I don't count on anybody, that's unusual math
Forget a road block, destroy anything in my path
[Verse 4]
Let 'em talk 'cause they ain't never walked where you've walked
In other words they don't really care for you at all
Really care for you at all
[Verse 5]
Where you from? Where you from?
Who your mob? Who your mob?
Who them is? Who them is?
That's my squad, that's my squad
True story, Wyndham the new Kingston
Keep talking yada yada, same same but different
Who you is?
Who your mob?
Who them is?
That's my squad
Yeah, true story, Wyndham the new Kingston
Keep talking yada yada, same same but different
[Verse 6]
Yeah, I'm a black activist slight love of cannabis
Mr. Hypocritical, I'm the perfect candidate
Menace to society I'm expecting damages
Undercover analyst, judging me like panelist
Don't know what this balance is
Like what the hell this balance is?
Bought a bag and drinks now I can't afford a back of chips
Even thought of bagging shit, money in the mattresses
But thats that type of shit to turn these meat heads into cabbages
I guess its time that I lighten the mood
If I came with my crew know we lighting a few
We about explode like we lighted a fuse
I'm a fiend for 16's instrumental abuse
I went from blues clues to being well connected like bluetooth
My views on life changed by views and likes on YouTube
Hatch backs and hash tags snap backs to snap chat
Swipe right if I like, double tap then tap that
[Verse 7]
When it's crunch time, I eat the pressure like lunch time
I'm unsigned, me, myself, and I on the frontline
Nocturnal with the hustle, close my eyes when the sunrise
I got the juice and all you bitches is sun dried
Zag to the zip we smoking it quick
And if theres more then 3 homies then we coming equiped
Cut the bottle in half and put the piece on the lid
And when slit lift ad lips drop and repeat
[Verse 8]
Let em talk 'cause they ain't never walked were you've walked
In other words, they don't really care for you at all
Really care for you at all
[Verse 9]
Where you from? Where you from?
Who your mob? Who your mob?
Who them is? Who them is?
That's my squad, that's my squad
True story Wyndham the new Kingston
Keep talking yada yada, same same but different
[Verse 10]
Who you is?
Who your mob?
Who them is?
That's my squad
Yea, true story, Wyndham the new Kingston
Keep talking yada yada, same same but different
Written by: Dallas Woods, Pip Norman, Tobiahs Fakhri