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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Terrell Hines
Terrell Hines
Vocals
Troy Samuela
Troy Samuela
Keyboards
Kenny Wright
Kenny Wright
Keyboards
Irv Washington
Irv Washington
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell Hines
Terrell Hines
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terrell Hines
Terrell Hines
Producer
Troy Samuela
Troy Samuela
Producer
Kenny Wright
Kenny Wright
Additional Producer
Andrew Wuepper
Andrew Wuepper
Mixing Engineer
Gene Grimaldi
Gene Grimaldi
Mastering Engineer
Liz Robson
Liz Robson
Engineer

Lyrics

'Bout to have this shit on lock Water was caught by the pot Deep in the depths it was hot A reason I cannot stop 478 in my blood Artsy but don't give a fuck Shout out to KC and Dre Moving with me through the Shrubs Backroads talking to ghost We done been lower than low Vibe where the chilly winds blow Chemical drip for the host Me and my pack we on go We just be moving like ghost They tried to count us all out But we done leveled up though I owe it all to St. Mark Taught me to move through the dark Wasn't supposed to get far Been through the dirt Here we are I owe it all to St. Mark Taught me to move through the dark Wasn't supposed to get far Been through the dirt Here we are Shout out to Miss Majorie Throwing them blessings on me Eunice was all in my ear Telling me listen way more than you speak I know they all looking down Keeping me way from the weak I go hard for all of mine I know they so proud of me I owe it all to St. Mark Taught me to move through the dark Wasn't supposed to get far Been through the dirt Here we are I owe it all to St. Mark Taught me to move through the dark Wasn't supposed to get far Been through the dirt Here we are I been ducking diving metaphoric shooting Chemical drip we all polluted Frequency check you better do it (You better do it) Mama ask me boy how you been doing? Told her good just tryna get through it Gotta lay low keep my paper fluid (Keep my paper fluid) We was down bad ain't nobody help us I was off the drank stuck in interstellar Yea I had to write my pops a fucking letter (A fucking letter) Gotta keep my cool just applying all the pressure Scorching hot pissing all on the devil 'Bout to take this shit to a new level (To a new level) I owe it all to St. Mark Taught me to move through the dark Wasn't supposed to get far Been through the dirt Here we are I owe it all to St. Mark Taught me to move through the dark Wasn't supposed to get far Been through the dirt Here we are Shout out to Miss Majorie Throwing them blessings on me Eunice was all in my ear Telling me listen way more than you speak I know they all looking down Keeping me way from the weak I go hard for all of mine I know they so proud of me I owe it all to St. Mark Taught me to move through the dark Wasn't supposed to get far Been through the dirt Here we are I owe it all to St. Mark Taught me to move through the dark Wasn't supposed to get far Been through the dirt Here we are They thought I was playing Thought I was frontin' I done turn nothing Nothing to something She hearing my name Now she wanna fuck me All of my all hoes Calling me saying they love me Oh I can feel it the energy Shout out to Richard 33 degrees Told me keep going and I found the creek Red roads yea made a beast out of me
Writer(s): Troy Samuela, Terrell Dewayne Hines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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