Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Niko Brim
Performer
LIFEOFTHOM
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Niko Brim
Composer
Michael Edward Fulcar
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LIFEOFTHOM
Producer
Dionis Marinez
Mixing Engineer
Leandro Burgos Jr
Mixing Engineer
LevyGrey
Producer
Letra
Riding got a drive
So I got up in the van
Gun in my hand
Taking shots on the land
I've been at a cost
Whats a price for demand?
Whats a boss to a man?
Breaking laws Imma stand
Psychosomatic
I'm sociopathic
Work on my grammar
Im never cappin'
So smooth like slopes on the aspens
They took me right off the shelf
like the aspirin
Lewis and Clarke with the mappin'
Chartin' through valleys
For back end
Back of my hand this shit slapping
Back of my hand for you ****
With all that yip and yapping
Angel on my shoulder till the devil grabbed 'em
Boiled hard still get it cracking
They was joking hard
But look whose last laughing
Tracy Chapman
In my lane
The bane of my existence
Gotta hold the flame
Despite the burns and scars
We the newly charged
Switch the cars
On the green like Dr. Oz
Praise to God
Where I’m at was looking far
Now I'm front and center in this bitch
Like Im Olajuwon
Empire State I’m Kong
Reaping like I'm on the farm
Fast forward
all these fast food **** is dead and gone
You do you
I'm what I'm on
Killing Kings
Collecting pawns
Clear my mind
And pen the song
Active in the greatest form
I gotta scratch my itchy palms
Riding got a drive
So I got up in the van
Gun in my hand
Taking shots on the land
I've been at a cost
Whats a price for demand?
Whats a boss to a man?
Breaking laws Imma stand
You **** got it fucked up
You **** got it fucked up
You **** got it fucked up
You **** got it fucked up
I watch em slip & slide the pit of a pool
They in a depth of a doom
Mad attitude
**** deaf & aloof
It's all chaos to rule
I’m running leverages
Boosting volume
To uproot & run the pitches
Yelling with barrages
Need a fight like what the fuck is this
Plights to succumb the risk
And write up the rubbish
I been summoning to submit my best magnitude
It's all a threat
Grab the barrel
Aim it up and let it boom
Aiming invest in my carols
So I sing like the mac
The deuce the fire
Brains splatter bumpin' noise
And more matter can’t avoid
This empire I’m building on
Feeling like 'em midtown ****
Trynna milk the farm
Fed the stock with plenty tax
They penny back Im flippin' on
Down a wishing well
Forever wishes tell
I’m getting mine ahead
Staying on smarter path
I pray there’s many more depends
Looking at the sky like me and God had it upheld
Prayer held my staying down
It's major when I’m rising up
I'm player when the time arrived, the games cut throat
Spitting fire out my lungs alive
I'm not a circus
I'm a circle with a single tribe
You **** bafoons
Written by: Michael Edward Fulcar, Niko Brim

