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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Armani White
Armani White
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Armani White
Armani White
Songwriter
Kelly Portis
Kelly Portis
Songwriter
Tyler Minford
Tyler Minford
Songwriter
Ariel Shrum
Ariel Shrum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kelly Portis
Kelly Portis
Producer
Deadbeats
Deadbeats
Producer

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I did it by myself, Hey! When y'all niggas gon leave me 'lone Send out a hit out and quit while ahead, then get out of bed, Jeep Jeep's home Flex up bull, how long is y'all niggas gonna keep yelling y'all next up for? I had the Roc on reflux, the drop on Beats 1, and a check to cover everything I wrecked on tour Winnebago flyin, state yo crime: a fake dope guy with a draco line Still, I pay they no mind, even bae treat every text back like a Drake co-sign When a popular tenant, Pop independent Mom chain popped, got my pop in a pendant The bomb Klay Thompson had dropped from the bench got the population popping with unpopular opinions Slow Down, Little Bastard If I could change the date make the same mistakes a little faster Clear that crowd, I need room in here! Got a strand a gram that I'm grooming here, till the room is clear I'm using theirs Or fuck inside this photo booth and send them nudes as souvenirs Free my team On a clean white tee Hit the crop and box then get the 3 x 3 I let him rock and jock and hit the key like me Shit, even I'm still tryna be like me Feel like I'm boosting up the lungs Give that drummer some I got 20 on a trampoline, Japenese Couldn't strap the team if I ain't have that jumper son I need a job, I need a ride, said I need patience My priorities need straightening a bit Still ain't handle my car note Still ain't cancel my card though Should be plans about our goals Chalk those, said I'll do all that shit tomorrow I WANT IT (NO I NEED YA) I WANT IT (NO I NEED YA) I WANT IT (GOT THE FEVER) I WANT IT (I NEED YA I NEED YA) Say Lord have mercy, all this luxury purchased Told me I'm old enough that my wants and needs shouldn't hurt me, l said Slow Down I got 21 patients all they wanna play is Cole now Anything just to keep a balance Went from "bad, black" with the links surround To Dad hats, snapchats & adidas garments Mixed drink, get pink and a pinky promise If you can hit three lines I'll think about It One time for the plug though I had to flush them down when --- (Run it back) Exhibit A: Pimpin' tape months from now Even the west coast accustomed now Packing a best friend, pack of excedrin, A packet of Pac Hewlett-Packard expressions From The 5'2, Badu ain't the only one that Fuck 3 stacks, Up, come back with a Seven WOOSAH! Handle the light work Foot on the heat Got her hand on the sideburns Cannon to "Cam on" to stand on the planet I can't put your man on Aye hang on, It's my turn Blue Check You can't dream over the browser Blue Sets Juice, and bring over your founder Two Left Cook and clean home on the count of the Tsu Chef Still get lean over the counter Mm! Been around the world again, shook hands and hold bunches Still in the city where Apollo creed ain't landing no punches Jump In, I gotta contra-confidante I ain't had an "Off" line in time since Tom forgot his Myspace Conquered concerts: Conscious, calm, to Kanye And stomp the comp till momma tried to stop me I need a job, I need a ride, said I need patience My priorities need straightening a bit Still ain't handle my car not Still ain't cancel my card though Should be plans about our goals Chalk those, said I'll do all that shit tomorrow I WANT IT (NO I NEED YA) I WANT IT (NO I NEED YA) I WANT IT (GOT THE FEVER) I WANT IT (I NEED YA I NEED YA) Say Lord have mercy, all this luxury purchased Told me i'm old enough that my wants and needs shouldn't hurt me, l said Girl you my matinee, chatty bae, saturn ring, kinda thing Let's snap until the weekend end and act like it's a Saturday You don't know your worth yet girl... How I'm suppose to know I bomb it open though, vamanos the show, she lick the tip I'll send The envelope to go I might be still In the hype then Sound bites got me feeling like Tyson (Fight!) I made Evander faces and them "Child of God's got emancipated I can't weather no difference, Job ain't better my business Forget it I still got all my life to make better decisions (I'll do all that shit tomorrow) I WANT IT (NO I NEED YA) I WANT IT (NO I NEED YA) I WANT IT (GOT THE FEVER) I WANT IT (I NEED YA I NEED YA) Say Lord have mercy, all this luxury purchased Told me I'm old enough that my wants and needs shouldn't hurt me, l said
Writer(s): Enoch Armani Tolbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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