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JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Vocals
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Vocals
Ebony Oshunrinde
Ebony Oshunrinde
Programming
Ab-Soul
Ab-Soul
Sampled Artist
Sizzla
Sizzla
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Bobby Dixon
Bobby Dixon
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Kirk Andre Bennett
Kirk Andre Bennett
Songwriter
Michael Dean
Michael Dean
Songwriter
Miguel Orlando Collins
Miguel Orlando Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Producer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
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Ramon Rivas
Ramon Rivas
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Zeke Mishanec
Zeke Mishanec
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
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WondaGurl
WondaGurl
Producer

Tekst Utworu

They can't keep a good man down Always keep a smile when they want me to frowns Keep the vibes and they stood my grounds They will never ever take my crown Who Jah bless I say no man curse Things gettin' better when they thought it would be worse Here comes the officers askin' for a search They found no weapon just only a draw of herbs One One One, two One, two Bounce Yeah You in the presence of a king Scratch that, you in the presence of a God Put in the belly of the beast I escaped, a nigga never had a job Scott Boras, you over baby Robinson Cano, you coming with me These niggas like rotary phones It's a new day, hit up KD Niggas always try to knock a nigga down Knock me to my knees about a million times Uncle said I'll never sell a million records I sold a million records like a million times These niggas shouldn't let me in I ball so hard on ESPN See my name come across on CNN 'Bout 6 minutes, you gonna see it again 'Bout 6 minutes, you gonna see me again Shit on me These niggas tried to shit on me I was left for dead They tried to wipe me out of they history Shit on me These niggas tried to shit on me I was left for dead They tried to wipe me out of they history Fear is your only God Get y'all to fear me is my only job (hehe) Bulletproof glass, glass roof like the Pope Bulletproof love, niggas down since the yolk Bitch asked if I was God Fuck I'm supposed to say no? You already seen me turn a man to a G.O.A.T. You already know what I could do with the coke Dropped it in the water, made it disappear I made it reappear, I had that bitch on a rope I make my roof get ghost Bottom grill, I make my tooth get gold All the shit I did, I wasn't supposed to live Hallelujah Hov Wasn't for the 'caine wouldn't be able Wasn't for the bread, probably be dead Best friends become ya enemies Niggas' knives are double-edged Shit on me These niggas tried to shit on me I was left for dead They tried to wipe me out of they history Shit on me These niggas tried to shit on me I was left for dead They tried to wipe me out of they history
Writer(s): Shawn C. Carter, Migel Orlando Collins, Bobby Dixon, Kirk Andre Bennett, Michael G. Dean, Jacques Webster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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