Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
1K Phew
1K Phew
Performer
Tyler Brasel
Tyler Brasel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Brasel
Tyler Brasel
Songwriter
Isaac Gordon
Isaac Gordon
Songwriter
Kenneth Christian Mackey
Kenneth Christian Mackey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dirty Rice
Dirty Rice
Producer
Tyler Brasel
Tyler Brasel
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, don't call the ref, I got my stripes, don't need a tech, yeah
Strap on my vest, dodging the bullets, protecting my chest, yeah
Full court press, applying the pressure, dividing the wealth, yeah
Fire on my breath, burn up they head, smoke in the air
Young Ty Man from the southside, pull up and shine like the VVS, yeah
I got the antidote, I got the antidote, Ty like the CVS, yeah
Back with the God flow, I speak the scriptures on TV like TBN, yeah
X out the excess, Y am I blessed, Z, God is the best, yeah
[Verse 2]
Blessings raining down on me (On me)
Mama say she proud of me (Yeah, yeah)
Out the count, they counted me
Look up to the sky, you nah I mean (Yeah)
Out the cloud hear angels sing
[Verse 3]
(Let's go)
When it feel like this, I'ma go get mine (Mm-hm)
I ain't gon' be wasting no more time
Living like this I had to make sacrifice (Mm-hm)
Everything I been through, all these long nights
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Alright, everything gon' be alright
Yeah, alright, You the greatest of the all-time
You won't let me down, alright
And we been going all night, mmm
Screaming, "Rest in peace to Virgil" in my Off-Whites (Off-Whites)
[Verse 4]
What is the vibe? Feel it inside, coming alive (Alive, yeah)
I'm on the rise, what a surprise, still with the guys (Guys, yeah)
Look in my eyes, where is the pride? Put it aside (Aside, yeah)
Put it beside, put it behind, put it on God (Let's go)
No, I'm not the same ol' kid from the Eastside, better not play with him (Don't play)
Came a long way from the neighborhood yelling out, "Where are you taking him?" (To jail)
Couple angels at the top, I rock with them (Rocket)
God is my patna' them (My patna')
Never been cap or brim (Yeah)
Got a calling with no sim (Let's go)
[Verse 5]
Blessings raining down on me (Blessings)
Mama say she proud of me (Mother)
Out the count, they counted me (They counted me)
Look up to the sky yeah-ah
Out the cloud, hear angels sing
[Verse 6]
(Let's get it)
When it feel like this, I'ma go get mine (Mm-hm)
I ain't gon' be wasting no more time
Living like this, I had to make sacrifice (Mm-hm)
Everything I been through, all these long nights
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Alright, everything gon' be alright
Yeah, alright, You the greatest of the all-time
You won't let me down, alright
And we been going all night, mmm
Screaming, "Rest in peace to Virgil" in my Off-Whites
Written by: Isaac Gordon, Kenneth Christian Mackey, Tyler Brasel
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