クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matthew Vance
Choir
Wyatt Roberts
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cabren Mccoy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Producer
Shane Thompson
Recording Engineer
歌詞
In the night time, man I feel alive
You should come with me, we gone take a dive
On them back roads, we gone line em up
**** all talk when they revving up
When I hit the gas ain't no finding us
Think they on my ass, think they catching up
Imma shift gears, ain't no letting up
I'm above these ****, they can't hang with us
Twelve am in the dawn of night, you ain't hearing shit but them straight pipes
I been getting to it, know it's been a while
I just bought a whip, it's fresh off the aisle
A **** pocket fat, and my credit up
I know they hate to see it, i ain't letting up
Pieces all black like a **** venom
Remember rocking fits with one pair of denim
**** trading clothes, that was never me
A fake flexing ****, I could never be
Everybody real until their getting pressed
That's why I'm by myself in this three hundreds
I was overdoing, I see more is less
Can't predict my moves, but they try to guess
**** stealing swag, they like how I dress
I got off the bench and now these **** pressed
Now these **** pressed
Now these **** pressed
Now these **** pressed
And they try to play me like we ain't been getting to it
Had thirty-five in the safe, I blew it
I ran up fifty k, that's when I knew it
If I said I'd do some shit, then imma do it
My life be picture perfect, cause I drew it
I ain't have shit but the pencil
I ain't have shit but the pad, but I made it happen
Remember them days back in school I was making a plan, my teacher just thought I was Slacking
But I told that guy we gone see
Now I'm up and they can't be where Cavo be
Watch my plate, but you can't eat what Cavo eat
In a helephant, you can't keep up with me
**** fem, that's why they can't hang with me
Above the rim, I be where them birds be
Chasing Ms, you know I don't chase a Z
Chasing Ms, you know I can't catch a Z cause
In the night time, man I feel alive
You should come with me, we gone take a dive
On them back roads, we gone line em up
**** all talk when they revving up
When I hit the gas ain't no finding us
Think they on my ass, think they catching up
Imma shift gears, ain't no letting up
I'm above these ****, they can't hang with us
Written by: Cabren Mccoy