クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Boog Brown
Vocals
Slopfunkdust
Beats
Sponatola
Beats
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elsie Swann
Composer
Terrance Harding
Composer
Marc Irvin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slopfunkdust
Producer
Sponatola
Producer
歌詞
The greatness that I seek a reflection of my peeps
Pour it out into the street and then I drink
Push creation through clenched fist and gritted teeth
Learned to get up off my ass and use my feet
The best help I could receive was at the end of my sleeves
Just when they thought they had me cornered, hit em wit the "bob-n-weave"
Cause every gift given ain't always meant to receive
Believe me it's some people out who
Would barely give you enough, they wanna see you grovel
Test you to ya limits, wanna turn you to a squabble
They never wanna jostle with you when you powerful.
They'll take full advantage if allowed to so you gotta push em full throttle
Don't let em bother you
Aside from what you charging through?
Don't let em follow you.
They run up on you constant -move, don't let em see you sweat.
Or compromise the set
Represent
No permission, no regrets.
Learn what you earn gone be met wit a test and unless, it's a compliment to the next
Hope you ready, they'll be coming at you steady
**** coming straight up off the assembly
The target for you should be just about being happy, hair nappy, got a pocket fulla rocket fuel
Drop a jewel, school a few
On what to do when uncomfortable
how the rumble road ain't gotta take you out the fold
Don't get it twisted. Adjustments they'll be made
Just divesting from the gaze, yo they played.
Bigger better
Asking for the same, you'll be asking to be tamed, yo.
They afraid.
They stay aiming for the change, ain't much to be chained.
Ain't much, ain't much.
Written by: Elsie Swann, Marc Irvin, Terrance Harding

