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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Artis Spiller
Artis Spiller
Songwriter
Jared Nelson
Jared Nelson
Songwriter
Joseph Eric Williams Jr
Joseph Eric Williams Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sefu
Sefu
Producer

Lyrics

Keep faith black being Shoutout my queen She taught a king how to love right I brought bars to a gunfight Dimes like Steve He can bob and weave til his luck out Imma call my cousin To blow your brains all the fuck out Growing pains like sore thumbs we was stuck out She give me brain til I pump out And I guess I got my karma For eating niggas lunch up Remember when my auntie crashed the truck That shit was fucked up Maybe that's why my mind perceive and read so fucked up That may be why everybody green to me Like the weed I never crushed up Remember when my engine wouldn't start My shit was fucked up Momma said I wouldn't get too far With all that tough stuff Daddy backhand to the cheek Feel it for a week, my nigga I guess his love tough Baby said I beat her guts rough and she like it I seen my god in some trees when I was biking It's usually bout some business when I'm typing I'm not surprised I measure baby love by her throat She only trying to drive the boat Shoutout to Meg Momma I'm fighting titans like Mavi said And I'll be damned if I die before my mission led And I'll be dead before my brother take that lead Love to Chimezie, love for a brighter day Revolution lit my lantern in the dark And showed me brighter ways I'm inspired by Jay Cinema Inspired by Jay Electronica You talk down we up the aim A beam at your yamaka Baby, I ain't get your dm cause I don't follow you My nigga, why you worried 'bout me And I don't bother you Women who ain't seen me in a minute Say my stance look different Say I stand a bit taller, guess I stand up bigger I'm a stand up guy I'm a stand up nigga You a fan my guy You a fan fuck nigga Start a revolution, yeah
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