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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ohana Bam
Ohana Bam
Vocals
Robert Gueringer
Robert Gueringer
Guitar
Luisa Lee
Luisa Lee
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brenton Smith
Brenton Smith
Songwriter
Christopher Meesen
Christopher Meesen
Songwriter
Jabari Rayford
Jabari Rayford
Songwriter
Jaswinder Singh
Jaswinder Singh
Songwriter
Nasul Lee
Nasul Lee
Songwriter
Robert Gueringer
Robert Gueringer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ohana Bam
Ohana Bam
Recording Engineer
Jabari Rayford
Jabari Rayford
Recording Engineer
Geoff Swan
Geoff Swan
Mixing Engineer
Jazzfeezy
Jazzfeezy
Producer
Scena
Scena
Producer

Lyrics

Huh Look I had homies in 11th grade doing gun trades out after dark Tried to rob 'em so they left a boy brain all in the park Next day in the church house prayin' they don't get caught They was only 18, and was runnin' way from the law Every now and then for hours in I sat back and think It coulda been them, it coulda been me Like RIP, the guys got locked up I felt like the rest of stuff was up to me Big bro was in and out of jail Hate to see my brothers ever be limited by them gates I lost a lot of friends Couple was real, most of them fake It ain't stop me now, I knew with God I could be great Gotta say my grace, He put a lot up on my plate Amen Huh You can't deny me now Tunnel vision I know they waitin' to tear me down I'm the one that keep fightin' until they lie me down On a mission no other way they can stop me now Step away you can't take the heat on the battleground What you mean I can't take defeat on the battleground Final seconds I know the time I was countin' down On a mission no other way they can stop me now Huh Look I had homies in 11th grade doing gun trades out after dark Tried to rob 'em so they left a boy brain all in the park Next day in The church house prayin' they don't get caught They was only 18, And was runnin' way from the law Every now and then for hours in I Sat back and think It coulda been them, it coulda been me Like RIP, The guys got locked up I felt like the rest of stuff was up to me Big Bro was in and out of jail Hate to see my brothers ever be limited by Them gates I lost a lot of friends Couple was real, Most of them fake It ain't stop me now, I knew with God I could be great Gotta say my grace, He put a lot up on my plate Amen Huh You can't deny me now Tunnel Vision I know they waitin' to tear me down I'm the one that keep Fightin' until they lie me down On a mission no other way they can Stop me now Step away you can't take the heat on the battleground What you mean I can't take defeat on the battleground Final seconds I Know the time I was countin' down On a Mission no other way they can stop me now You wanna hold me back Think you can stop me now? You tried to knock me down But you can't stop me now In the winter it get dark outside at 5 o'clock Had that G thang parked outside at 5 o'clock It was just the other day, phone rang and checked the clock Picked up, say he waitin' outside the spot I dare one try to, come at us Tell us that we not some don dadas We been puttin' out hours And now these freaks tryna, reach at it Give it to us if we be better, than she better believe I done spent weeks, bringin these green commas And 3 summers in, we runnin' the streets mama, huh I promise capiche, mama The least mama Your son is a beast mama Huh You can't deny me now Tunnel vision, I know they waitin' to tie me down I'm the one that keep fightin' until they lie me down On a mission, no other way they can stop me now Step away, you can't take the heat on the battleground Whatchu mean, I can't take defeat on the battleground Final seconds, I know the time I was countin' down On a mission, no other way they can stop me now You wanna hold me back? Think you can stop me now? You tried to knock me down But you can't stop me now
Writer(s): Jaswinder Singh, Brenton Smith, Christopher Meesen, Jabari Manu Rayford, Nasul Lee, Robert Rylan Gueringer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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