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PERFORMING ARTISTS
ITSjustE
Performer
HollywoodSounds
Performer
Edwin Delgado
Performer
Robert Parra
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Woodly L D'haity
Songwriter
Edwin Delgado
Songwriter
Robert Parra
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HollywoodSounds
Producer
Tekst Utworu
All in the endin I'm gettin this credit just like in the movies
(Earned it)
You talk like you got it And you keep on flauntin but you don't amuse me
(Never)
You niggas be timid my heart feelin frigid
And I got the tooly
(Got it)
Ya bitches be wit it and they wanna kick it
They turn to a groupie
(They love me)
I started wit nada they talkin they that
Ra ra
I don't got a partna but they call me papa
I'm cookin up work like I made me some papas
I smoke like a Rasta I got any any problems I got me some choppas
Always faded keep me elevated (Faded)
Stay away from all the snakin haters
Always been about the larger paper
Give a fuck a fuck bout what you talkin bout (Fuck it)
Made the entrance and I'm here now (Here)
See they faces all I see is wow (Uh huh)
On the stage see you in the crowd
(See you)
Hella faded on the highest cloud (High)
Drip a lot it make a reggy drown (A lot)
Smoking exotic I'm on the dock
We makin it now we ain't sellin rock
I'm gettin my credit
(We lit)
That vision I set it
(Saw it)
That gamble I bet it
(Risky)
That love shit I dead it
(Deaded)
Straight to buyin I be skippin the rentin
(Leap)
Zero dollars boy when I was spendin
(Zero)
Now I don't care you could go and get it
(Cop it)
My foundation made it what I set it
All in the endin I'm gettin this credit just like in the movies
(Earned it)
You talk like you got it And you keep on flauntin but you don't amuse me
(Never)
You niggas be timid my heart feelin frigid
And I got the tooly
(Got it)
Ya bitches be wit it and they wanna kick it
They turn to a groupie
(They love me)
Yo, These rappers like actors I read through the script they do just like the movies
They sell a big game but the shoe doesn't fit
They thinkin they can fool me
You know how I'm coming
I'm real as it gets ask your bitch how she view me
When she throw it back she be sayin it's mine
I think she confused B
Now middle fingers in the air for all the haters everywhere
(Fuck em)
Breakin they necks cuz I'm there my ears ringing while they stare
(I'm Him)
I'm the trendin main topic I can't believe it's been a year
I ain't sayin it's been fair but from the mud I reappear
Yo
Payin my dues tryna build the vision
I been missin cuz lately my minds been different
Kush strong keep a nigga balanced
Run It up and stayin out the madness
Never average stay obsessed With doin me and what new businesses to grow
I'm Grant Cardone con el sazón
I'm Mixing salsa with the flow
Till the credits come on
Let's go
All in the endin I'm gettin this credit just like in the movies
(Earned it)
You talk like you got it And you keep on flauntin but you don't amuse me
(Never)
You niggas be timid my heart feelin frigid
And I got the tooly
(Got it)
Ya bitches be wit it and they wanna kick it
They turn to a groupie
(They love me)
Writer(s): Edwin Delgado
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