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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Liam John-Paul Garrity
Liam John-Paul Garrity
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cesar Moreno
Cesar Moreno
Engineer
Groupie Luv
Groupie Luv
Producer

Lyrics

God damn it's been a long year Coming from the place I'm from But the young boy strong here Look at all the things i've done Hell and back, I gone there Feeling like satan's son Lost money but i'm all here End of the day I won, yea Face against that pavement In two years i'll be famous Can't no one save me Whole life been slavin' Spendin' all my savings That's the price for greatness I just can't explain it Ya'll just too dumb face it Didn't really wanna flow like that But ya'll wouldn't hear me if I flow like this Ya'll too mother fuckin' slow like kids Or tryna run when you're fuckin' fat as shit Tryna fuckin' prove who the baddest is If that's me i'm glad it is If that's you i'm mad as shit Take a baseball bat, cock back and hit Homerun, ya'll don't hear me 'til the hoes come So sick that your nose run It's a joke man, i'm only tryna poke fun Last hope man, i'm tryna find ob-wan Ya'll wouldn't get it, only saw Rogue One Young Anakin, bitch i'm chosen Whip a phantom, i'm a menace, and i'm on one Left handed, once I get it it's a problem Yea It's a problem solve it, i'm a starving artist I'm partly godly, i'm partly modest Young Paul McCartney, i'm a beast regardless Every week I need to see me at Barney's With a duffel bag full of everything I ever wanted And I crazy 'cause I'm only mother fuckin' gettin' started Like imagine when get the fuckin' foreign auto bodies And I whip that shit no handed pullin' up to your party God damn it's been a long year Coming from the place I'm from But the young boy strong here Look at all the things i've done Hell and back, I gone there Feeling like satan's son Lost money but i'm all here End of the day I won, yea Count me out I come back harder Fuck you up like a bad barber Is that your girl, oh you bad momma Shouldn't do that, that's bad karma Plus i'm probably causing mad drama You still doing drugs, 'cause that caught up Bro it's all love, don't act on it On my life, put a stack on it I don't play wit' any fuckin' thing I say Music is my life and I do it everyday It ain't black or white It's in the middle where it's grey I'm attackin' and fightin' Anythin' that's in the way You just gonna stop me, you just gonna try You really wanna stop me, you just wanna die It's a fucking figure of speech, you know why I really ain't in the streets, i'm too shy I don't go outside like the Earl album But i'm staying happy like the girl album Getting all this out me like I hurled valium Ridin' on the beat like a pure stallion I curve the words and I curse backwards I'm tryna use all reverse tactics I'm on the moon, you on earth stagnant You ain't running game, this the first practice In the future, i'm winnin' March Madness Good at shooting, boy i'm part Katniss Got a girl with me, she part bad But she artsy smart and like tall rappers I'm all that like the nick classic Sox cap on, I rep that shit Middle finger to you all after I make it to the top of ya'll ladder
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