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Músicas mais populares de Travis Scott
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Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Scott
Vocals
SZA
Vocals
Daphne Chen
Violin
Jenny Takamatsu
Violin
Marta Honer
Violin
Giovanna Moraga
Cello
Kaveri Rastegar
Flute
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Nayvadius "Future" Cash
Songwriter
Victory Boyd
Songwriter
Jahaan Sweet
Songwriter
Kanye West
Songwriter
Jahmal Gwin
Songwriter
Nima Jahanbin
Songwriter
Paimon Jahanbin
Songwriter
Edgar Nabeyin Pandord
Songwriter
Solana Rowe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travis Scott
Producer
Boogz
Producer
Jahaan Sweet
Additional Producer
Kanye West
Additional Producer
Caleb Laven
Recording Engineer
Derek “206derek” Anderson
Recording Engineer
Liv Painter
Assistant Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer
Adam Hong
Assistant Mixing Engineer
MIKE DEAN
Mastering Engineer
Hudson Mohawke
Producer
Letra
Used to wanna fuck an R&B bitch, then that shit happened (yeah, yeah)
Used to wanna be rich, then it finally happened
Thought it'd make me happy (thought it'd make me happy)
I could've took the pain and I could've went out sad
Streets stepped in and raised me, but I ain't have my daddy
Niggas tryna clone me, run off with my swag
For sellin' coco, got Chanel on my jacket (jacket)
Shawty give me mop with the less, it don't last (last)
Takin' more drugs all alone in a mansion
Walkin' around tweakin' with the yop in my hands
Just another broke hoe just preachin' for these bands (just another hoe)
And I know I'm due for a billion-dollar advance (uh-huh)
I can see the future, I can see the future (I can see the future)
I can see the future, it's lookin' like we leveled through the sky
I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life (livin' in glory)
Won't you take the wheel? And I recline and I sit still
Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced
To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds? (Like the way it sound)
You know the future of the bounce, ayy
I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud
Do you like the way it sounds? Ayy
I can hear your thoughts so loud, I can hear the crowd so loud (so loud)
I can see the future
Ride with Wolf and Storm' and some troopers
Ridin' through this shit, this shit is stupid
Sky walkin' 'round like I'm Luke-uh
Duckin' all these convos like I'm Bruce-uh, super
Mobbin' with my angels dodgin' Lucifer (mob)
Seein' every angle, I can see through ya, yeah (yeah)
I can see the future, it's lookin' like we leveled through the sky (see enough)
I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life (livin' in glory)
Won't you take the wheel? And (seen enough) I recline and I sit still
Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced
To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds?
You know the future of the bounce
Count so much money 'til my skin peel
Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp (yeah)
My bro cook up dope, it take real skill
Share my bitch with my hoe, ain't got no chill (no)
You either gettin' to money or you're gossipin' (yeah)
She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery
Places I thought I'd never go I found models in
I hear the demons clear when they callin' (yeah)
Flyest on the Earth, so I had to name myself a planet (Pluto)
Automatic dead when you goin' against my family
Few breakups went public, I just bought another baddie (bought another baddie)
Bitch knew I was toxic, when she met me, I was a savage (met me, I was a savage)
High in the hills tryna avoid any madness (yeah)
Private on the Lear, this just like we imagined
Only settlin' for this Hi-Tech 'cause I ain't got the Actavis (yeah)
I'm tryna be modest (yeah), it sound like I'm braggin' (braggin')
Cartier my frames (frames), all because my fame (fame)
Bitch said she ashamed to love me in public, rather go private (seen enough)
Count so much money 'til my skin peel
Cherry-red Benz like the real pimp
My bro cook up dope, it take real skill
Share my bitch with my hoe, ain't got no chill
You either gettin' to money or you're gossipin'
She chose up, put on this coat, now she lottery
I can see the future, it's lookin' like we leveled through the sky
I can't wait to live in glory in eternal lastin' life
Won't you take the wheel? And I recline and I sit still
Might as well turn up now, He gon' pop up unannounced
To the trumpets, do you like the way it sounds?
I can't get enough, told you I just want it all
I can't get enough, you ain't been doin' enough (do you like the way it sounds?)
So cold, so cold
It's so cold, so cold, so cold
You could see the future, there's a sparkle in your eye
Why you all up on my thigh? Can't let you
Niggas plottin' my demise, I got murder on my mind
I got money on the line, I can't lose if I tried
Let no bitch break my stride
Chosen, I'm gon' bet on me
Chosen, all my shit antique
Frozen, I can't feel no heat
Diamonds dancing on me
You startin' afresh, man, you fell out of pocket
You fucked that girl that you met at the party
I got some new niggas down in the lobby
How can I sleep when you're out catchin' bodies?
I still wanna be with you, trust me, I know that's insane
I'd rather fuck on you than fuck on lames
I did some shit in Berlin, I'm OD
We both ain't shit and it's workin' for me
Workin' for me, yeah
I can see the future, I can see the future
Writer(s): Kanye Omari West, Nayvadius Wilburn, Jacques Webster, Solana I. Rowe, Nima Jahanbin, Edgar Nabeyin Panford, Victory Elyse Boyd, Jahaan Sweet, Paimon Jahanbin, Jahmal Gwin
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