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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Bada$$
Joey Bada$$
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Composer
Patrick Baril
Patrick Baril
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Statik Selektah
Statik Selektah
Producer
Dreamlife Beats
Dreamlife Beats
Additional Producer
Pain 1
Pain 1
Additional Producer
James Hartnett
James Hartnett
Recording Engineer
Paul Lorton
Paul Lorton
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Uh, right, uh, uh, yeah (Statik Selektah) Time waits for no man, life is but a two-step slow jam Dancin' with the devil, tryin' not to lose my balance Look, God blessed the kid with many talents, he was chosen Why you see him livin' in the moment Every second, gotta own it 'Cause you never know when could be your last Time breathin', now you bleedin' from the gun blast Then you thinkin' 'bout the past, saw your whole life in a flash Best friends lowerin' your casket, now your son a bastard Pressure on his shoulders make him gotta grow faster Where I'm from, the stories never end with no happily ever afters Uh, just broken families forced to start new chapters A natural disaster, a cyclin' the loop And we caught up in a rapture Not to mention all these other factors Government agendas against rappers They wanna see us either dead or captured So I hold my head high 'til they put me below Best know 'til the day I die, I'ma keep this heat close This is for my niggas who took a day to relax Huggin' the blocks, but the block ain't hug us back So we keep our head high 'til they put us below Best know 'til the day we die, we gon' keep this heat close This is for my niggas who took a day to relax Huggin' the blocks, but the block ain't hug us back Took a trip to Miami that March (uh) Couple weeks right before my daughter got born (uh) To meet up with this kid by the name of X Had to go to him 'cause he was on house arrest, nonetheless Our first time meetin', we was always on the FaceTime Offered me his place to stay, "Thank you, but I decline" First impression in my mind, "Now that's a stand-up nigga Someone I could call a friend of mine and that's tough, nigga" Shit, I could talk about any type of stuff with him Never gave a fuck about who didn't fuck with him See, that's my nigga, I had to keep it a buck with him When he played me his album, I told him what he was missin' A lot of niggas woulda took that shit different, woulda thought that I was dissin' Instead, we found a beat and started riffin' Shit had me reminiscin', had me thinkin' 'bout Steelo Lord knows So I keep my head high 'til they put us below Best know 'til the day we die, we gon' keep this heat close This is for my niggas who took a day to relax Huggin' the blocks, but the block ain't hug us back So we keep our head high 'til they put us below Best know 'til the day we die, we gon' keep this heat close This is for my niggas who took a day to relax Huggin' the blocks, but the block ain't hug us back Uh Huggin' the blocks, but the block ain't hug us back, yeah Huggin' the blocks, but the block ain't hug us back, uh, yeah Huggin' the blocks, but the block ain't hug us back That's a fact, nigga I said, huggin' the block, but the block ain't hug us back Joey Bada$$ in this bitch, COLORS Studio, ha-ha, yeah
Writer(s): Jo-vaughn Virginie, Jan Richard Branicki, Pacal Bayley, Patrick Owen Baril Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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