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Amen
12,602
Hip-Hop/Rap
Amen was released on January 31, 2020 by Paper Route EMPIRE as a part of the album Yellow Tape
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Release DateJanuary 31, 2020
LabelPaper Route EMPIRE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
Rickie Lamar Thomas
Rickie Lamar Thomas
Songwriter
chance kyriece turner
chance kyriece turner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kill
Kill
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Kill
Ayy
[Chorus]
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen)
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen)
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh
I been makin' money, these **** ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Nah)
[PostChorus]
I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh (Bling)
Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh (Grr)
Dead fresh, walkin' corpse (Fresh), make your wife ask for divorce, uh
Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Rolled back to my hood rollin' dope in my Rolls (Royce)
And my AMG sound raggedy, grandma like, "What's that noise?", yuh
Try me, it's a tragedy, turn your block to a morgue, uh (Yeah)
King shit, I'm your majesty (Yeah), I rock a lots of gold (Glizzock, yeah, yeah)
Got six watches, but two of 'em cost a quarter, **** (Oh my God)
Yeah, I ran them racks, so now they feelin' like I owe 'em, ****, yuh
Ain't tryna hear shit so I fill my earlobes up with boulders, ****, yuh
South Memphis ****, jewelry cold, Minnesota, ****, yuh
Yeah, I'm bumpin' Three 6, pourin' sizzurp in my soda, ****
Paper Route the gang (Gang), we some cutthroat soldiers, ****
Yellow everythang, be cautious when your approach a ****
Cautious, **** (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ayy
[Chorus]
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen)
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen)
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh (Skrrt-skrrt)
I been makin' money, these **** ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Nah, dawg)
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh
I been makin' money, these **** ain't makin' no noise, yuh
[PostChorus]
I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh (Bling)
Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh (Grr)
Dead fresh, walkin' corpse (Fresh), make your wife ask for divorce, uh
Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Get your ass burnt, **** (Burnt, ****)
Yeah, get your ass burnt, **** (Burnt, ****, fire, yeah)
I put in a lot of work, **** (I did), yeah, yeah
Yeah, this shit here out the dirt, **** (The dirt, the mud, yeah)
Yeah, all my **** on alert, uh
If you play, you lay, yeah, homie, don't get hurt, uh
I just made a play, I'm about to buy another vert, yeah
Young **** paid, baby girl, you know my worth (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen)
I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen)
Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh (Skrrt)
I been makin' money, these **** ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Hell nah)
[PostChorus]
I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh
Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh
Dead fresh, walkin' corpse, make your wife ask for divorce, uh
Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh
Written by: Chance Turner, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey, Rickie Thomas
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