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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reuben Vincent
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reuben Vincent
Composer
Michael Washington Jr
Composer
Aniko Thomas
Composer
Kavin Smith
Composer
Daniel Nduwimana
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MikeWavvs
Producer
Niko The Great
Producer
Kookup
Producer
Isaiah Hill
Recording Engineer
Jeson Huang
Mastering Engineer
Kavin Smith
Producer
Tekst Utworu
Pray fore I sleep, sow what I reap
Rose from the Crete
I need all flowers fore I leave
I need protection, power and the peace
Don't be afraid, you created a G.O.D
My niggas ain't know what I seen
Niggas ain't know what to think when they saw it was me
Hopping out the gray Jeep
Grand Cherry, it's sweet
The taste of revenge, the way we gon spin
No making amends
No pops at home still made me a man
Ain't how it start, it's bout how it ends
So where or whenever that day come
And they say I'm gone with the wind
Stand over me and kiss my cheek
Hug my friends, through the grave with grace hope the bonds don't bend
As I palm this erb
Roll my herb, and wash my sins
Swig of Tequila, and ounce of Gin
Treat it just like it was oxygen
How the fuck you gon breathe when you drowning inside my nigga
You gon' sink or swim?
All of this pressure and pain trying to carry the weight
Brother told me just stay in the gym
Ain't no participation award for the way that we war
We came here to win
Learned in this game all skinfolk ain't Kinfolk
Niggas is crabs, they Kims, meaning they bitches
Word to my riches
I'm on a mission, won't stop till I'm finished
I don't like gossip, get off on my line about what niggas doing
I'm minding my business
Shh, shut the fuck up when you get my ride, know you hearing my system
Hit the highway, I'm back in my city
And niggas they hate, cause they can't get with me
I just called my brother up, and he like he ain't never met you nigga
But you claiming like you know folk
Guess they say my name to feel special here
Live off passion, it's precious, get paid for passion, its priceless
No matter the cost we got it
And still would be having without it
You can't be afraid of the heights
If you want to see Heaven, You gotta be bout it
But first gotta walk thru hell
It's havoc but fuck it we mobbin
It's habit, pray fore I sleep, sow what I reap
Rose from the Crete
I need all flowers fore I leave
I need protection, power, and the peace
Don't be afraid, you created a G.O.D
My niggas ain't know what I seen
Niggas ain't know what to think when they saw it was me
Hopping out the gray Jeep
Grand Cherry, it's sweet
The taste of revenge, the way we gon spin
No making amends
No pops at home still made me a man
Ain't how it start, it's bout how it ends
So, where or whenever that day come
And they say I'm gone with the wind
Stand over me and kiss my cheek
Hug my friends, until we meet again yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Until we meet again
Yeah yeah
Huh huh huh
Until we meet again
Yeah
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