Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
AlexAnder
Interpretação
LAUTRE.
Interpretação
Bigstat
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Jeison Alexander Gallardo Bruna
Composição
Timothée Craig
Composição
Gary John Monteleone
Composição
Letra
(Yeah, yah, yah, Bigstat)
Most became believers now, only few doubt (uh)
You ain't ride or die when it's time to move out (yeh)
It's time to move aside like the tire blew out
Every time we coming through, it's like who let the zoo out (yeh)
Couldn't take my shot away with gun control, the one that holds
Power of a thunderbolt, jumping on these beats
When our touch is gold, crushing goals
No fool could compete, cuz we running through these streets like a hundred bull stampede
(Couldn't take my shot away with-) yeah
Yah, yah
Lights, lights, camera, action, smash the smoke screen
This the aftermath of what'll happen when you don't sleep
Can't hold back this passion with this rapid, Imma OG
You know me, y'all ain't real, you're cappin' like your goatee
Get something straight, you had it nowhere fast, like you run a place
Everything to gain, like I'm on the way
All music that'll make you make that ugly face
Witnessing the story, y'all becoming great
Winning cuz I'm living with more love than hate
Know you wish, you didn't think you would better safe than sorry
You played it safe, well I paid for chase the same mistakes that charge me
Can't grab that dinner plate, we ate, you a little late to the party
Made it clear that I made it here, and I stayed prepared with the army
I had to prove myself, talkin' to myself, all I can do is out to myself, fuel myself
Keep on runnin' till my shoes all melt
Runnin' on, I'm built for this, I kill for this, you don't want trouble
Another mill jumping off the stage, no stunt double
(Stampede)
Running through these streets like a hundred bull stampede
Yeah
Yah
Either way, I used to live the hell I'm livin' now
No one saw how hard the middle was, made every minute count
Love it how when I come around your ex so different now?
Used to doubt, hope you proud, hope you see my vision now, now
I had to prove myself, talkin' to myself, all I can do is out to myself, fuel myself
Keep on runnin' till my shoes all melt
Runnin' on, I'm built for this, I kill for this, you don't want trouble
Another mill jumping off the stage, no stunt double
(Stampede)
Written by: Gary John Monteleone, Jeison Alexander Gallardo Bruna, Timothée Craig

