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10 2 10
45,230
Hip-Hop/Rap
10 2 10 was released on January 1, 2013 by Getting Out Our Dreams Inc. (G.O.O.D.) Music / IDJ as a part of the album Hall of Fame
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2013
LabelGetting Out Our Dreams Inc. (G.O.O.D.) Music / IDJ
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM113

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Sean
Big Sean
Vocals, Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Sean Anderson
Sean Anderson
Songwriter
Ernest Wilson
Ernest Wilson
Songwriter
Dwane Weir II
Dwane Weir II
Songwriter
Tyree Pittman
Tyree Pittman
Songwriter
William Roberts
William Roberts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
No ID
No ID
Producer
Key Wane
Key Wane
Co-Producer
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Co-Producer
Rob Kinelski
Rob Kinelski
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Maximilian Jaeger
Maximilian Jaeger
Assistant Mixing Engineer, Assistant Recording Engineer, Assistant Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'ma be paid forever
I look up
Finally famous, ****
[Verse 2]
I woke up working like a Mexican
That mean I work from 10 2 10
Then 10 2 10, then 10 again
Nightmares of losing e'rything boost my adrenaline
[Verse 3]
All this bread can't be too good for my cholesterol
Don't come round talking loudly
Fucking up my repertoire, dawg
I can't lie, bruh, lately, I've been stressing heavily
I'm sipping, popping, smoking on whatever take the pressure off
[Verse 4]
Diss you, F F Imperial till my burial
Dodging every bullet and venereal
Anti fuck boy material till I'm dead, I'm living proof
If you focus on what's in front of you and not what's in the peripheral
[Verse 5]
It's gone, word, boy, I seen drama on drama
Drama on drama over comma on comma
I'm bringing home dead prez, my house done feel like it's haunted
I put the city on my back, right along with my garments
Went to sleep snorin'
[Verse 6]
I woke up working like a Mexican
That mean I work from 10 2 10
Then 10 2 10, then 10 again
Nightmares of losing e'rything boost my adrenaline
[Verse 7]
I got three jobs like I'm Jamaican, though
I need three wives like I was Haitian, though
One cook, one clean, the other PMSing
No habla ingles if police have questions
They don't know what that mean, ****
[Verse 8]
The say Detroit going through the great depression
Still it's been depressed so long, boy, I can't even tell depression here
My homeboy still gon' pull up on them rims big as a ferris wheel
So many rides up on the curb my lil' cuz thought the fair was here
[Verse 9]
Like oh, I'm primo, top spot redeemed ho, for who?
My team and we might take a trip to Jamaica
Montego, pussy and flamingos
Got me thinking, fuck I need to sleep for, huh?
[Verse 10]
I woke up working like a Mexican
That mean I work from 10 2 10
Then 10 2 10, then 10 again
Nightmares of losing e'rything boost my adrenaline
[Verse 11]
Nightmares of losing e'rything boost my adrenaline
Written by: Dwane Weir II, Ernest Wilson, Jacques Bermon Webster II, Rick Ross, Sean Anderson, Travis Scott, Tyree Pittman
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