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VICTOR ROBERTS
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Hip-Hop/Rap
VICTOR ROBERTS was released on August 20, 2019 by Question Everything/RCA Records as a part of the album GINGER
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AlbumGINGER
Release DateAugust 20, 2019
LabelQuestion Everything/RCA Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Victor Roberts II
Victor Roberts II
Vocals
Ryan Beatty
Ryan Beatty
Vocals
bearface
bearface
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ciarán McDonald
Ciarán McDonald
Songwriter
Ian Simpson
Ian Simpson
Songwriter
Ryan Beatty
Ryan Beatty
Songwriter
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Songwriter
Jabari Manwarring
Jabari Manwarring
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Romil Hemnani
Romil Hemnani
Producer, Recording Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer
Brandon Bost
Brandon Bost
Assistant Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Jabari Manwarring
Jabari Manwarring
Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My fuckin' Power Rangers couldn't protect me from that LAPD kick door
Motel, pig-pork
Swim through the living room, straight to the bedroom, lookin' for bricked dope
My papa looked at my mama, lookin' at that closet like, "There that shit go"
Two keys and a thumper, 10K with the mustard
A whole family and no buster, this don't add up
My padre facin' them three strikes
And my mama just smacked the pipe
Crack smoke got crash tight, this shit still bad, 'cause
The boys peeped a Brillo pad and some glass tucked
And it's lookin' like my parents was up in here runnin' all through that stash dumb
But the fact, crack different than coke
Plus the smoke wasn't close enough to choke me
Lowered scrutiny so mom could kick big facts for bruh
The truth is we held the bag for this kid we took in
Tryna part with his old ways, maybe we all mistook him
'Cause I knew something was fucked up when he said
"Don't open or look in this here satchel that I'll be back for in just a couple of minutes"
Then hella hours later, like do I cook dinner now or later?
Worried about cold food for a cold fool
Motherfucker put my family in danger
I blame myself, pardon my anger
I never looked inside his stuff so he never really needed to hide his stuff
When you showed me what was really inside this stuff, I never had a clue
Now I know as police, you gotta do what you gotta do
But this my family, all I got is us, my ****
My own mother just shot at us, my ****
This is why we here and I don't fuck with **** I don't know
But I had a heart to help this kid in danger, tears in anger
Gemini gettin' violently, police silence don't help anxiety
My daddy's priors tame all of his wildin', all of these pilots, not one of them flyin'
Y'all planning on trying? This flight is diving, nose tucked
Po-po stuck, play your part
All this commotion and neighbors listenin' like, "Oh fuck"
Shit finna spark
All this emotion, need a decision made with some heart
'Cause ours is broken, they tryna lock the third notch on my pop's choker
This shit ain't kosher, Moms is over if CPS get sent them pages
I ain't gon' see my parents for ages
All this erosion, no more protection, shit don't feel safe
What graduation? What degrees?
What dissertations? What imagination?
Imagine my whole world taken away from me
All over some basic misconstrued melodies
My heart racin', clutchin' my red Ranger, pacin'
I can barely breathe
[Verse 2]
And mister policeman, told policeman, we got what we need
Just let 'em be
[Verse 3]
Thank God for my bitches still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for my bitches still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
[Verse 4]
And if you're hurting, love yourself with my heart
And if you're hurting, love yourself with my heart
[Verse 5]
Thank God for my bitches still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for my bitches still sticking with me
Thank God, when I talk, I know you listen to me
Thank God that I'm built for the distance
Thank God for me, thank God for me
[Verse 6]
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for me
Thank God for me, thank God for me
Thank God for me
Oh, oh
Written by: Ciarán McDonald, Ian Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Romil Hemnani, Ryan Beatty, Victor Roberts II
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