제공
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Jidenna
보컬
Nathaniel Irvin III
베이스
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
프로그래밍
Roman GianArthur Irvin
보컬
Mark Williams
프로그래밍
Raul Cubina
프로그래밍
Andrew Horowitz
건반
Joseph Young III
백그라운드 보컬
Nana Afriyie
백그라운드 보컬
Grace Shim
첼로
Alex Page
바이올린
Jason Freeman
트럼펫
Jerry Freeman
트럼펫
Kebbi Williams
테너 색소폰
Christopher Burns
트롬본
Ashley Edwards
백그라운드 보컬
Patrease Sherrer
백그라운드 보컬
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
프로그래밍
Spree Wilson
백그라운드 보컬
작곡 및 작사
Nathaniel Irvin III
작곡가
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
작곡가
Roman GianArthur Irvin
작곡가
Mark Williams
작곡가
Raul Cubina
작곡가
Andrew Horowitz
작곡가
Joseph Young III
작곡가
Nana Afriyie
작곡가
Milan Wiley
작곡가
Leslie Gray
작곡가
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
금관악 편곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Jidenna
레코딩 엔지니어
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
프로듀서
Mark Williams
프로듀서
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
프로듀서
Volta
프로듀서
Brandon Wood
레코딩 엔지니어
Jaycen Joshua
믹싱 엔지니어
Dave Kutch
마스터링 엔지니어
David Nakaji
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
Maddox Chhim
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
가사
Olualuweaway
Uweaway
No the chief don't run
The chief don't
No the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
Before the red cups and the backwoods smoke
Me and mom in the shack in the woods, bro
I was sleepin' on the floor with the oven door open
While I dreamt about the places that I would go
We would go door to door to door all day
We were begging 'em to lay up in the foyer
I was sittin' with the hookers in a motel hallway
Waiting onna blind audition like it's Broadway
Now these Madams looking like a fleet of foxes
Rat Pack chief of staff like Sinatra
Eat, drink, swank, nigga that's the mantra
Betta stand when I speak, nigga, fix yourposture
Chief don't run, baby, word to poppa
Wanted me to-be-a lawyer, engineer or doctor
The new Godfather, keep your old mobsters
Matter fact, you can keep your old Oscars
It's tomorrow never dies now
I'm on yacht with a prince in Dubai now
I'm with the Dalai Lama's homies in the sky lounge
Cocktails got me loosenin' my tie now
They say a prophet never honored in his homeland
That's fine, I'd rather have my own land
Gotta plan for a hundred Roman numerals
Long live the chief, nigga, welcome to your funeral
Oh the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
It's my time, hit the gong out here
They gon' need to build a bigger wall out here
I live a different set of laws out here
Know my rights even when I'm in the wrong out here
Look what we did with one song out here
Like a locksmith opened every door out here
Ya dealing with a king, not a kong out here
You a pawn, but we can get along out here
You in my house actin' too free though
We know you foul—nigga, two free throws
Chiefy, chiefy in a new chief cloak
I ain't even said a word, but my suit bespoke
I got a new agenda that gotta carry through
When your father's enemies are tryna bury you
And the royal families are tryna marry you
Long live the chief, nigga
Welcome to your burial
Oh the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
Oh the chief don't run
Everybody wanna run, they don't want it like us
Paid my dues, but they still tryna Wesley Snipe-us
Tell me why we gon' still win tonight
Breakin' bread, we got everybody right
Writer(s): Jidenna T. Mobisson, Leslie Gray, Raul Ignacio Cubina, Nana Kwabena Tuffuor, Eleanor Kateri Tannis, Milan Wiley, Roman Gianarthur Irvin, Joseph Young Iii, Nathaniel Iii Irvin, Andrew D. Horowitz, Mark Williams
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