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Vimana
306
Hip-Hop/Rap
Vimana was released on August 19, 2022 by Bobby Ray Music as a part of the album Better Than Drugs
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Release DateAugust 19, 2022
LabelBobby Ray Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.o.B
B.o.B
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Ray Simmons
Bobby Ray Simmons
Songwriter
Jaison Harris
Jaison Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A.I.R
A.I.R
Producer
Hang Dynasty
Hang Dynasty
Producer
KC Supreme
KC Supreme
Producer
niketaz
niketaz
Producer

Lyrics

(Revolt) Rev-v-v-volt
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
And I don't save ****, I show **** how to save they selves
I got in the game, this ain't GTA don't play yourself
Gave 'em hell, off a counter where ain't shit to do but fail
Dodgin' sales, dodgin' shells, traumatized before you 12
Can't complain, that's the hand we got, them's the cards we's dealt
And it's crazy how they try da copy, can't even be yourself
It's a thousand of the same faces I can differentiate, apes, I disintegrate
You be playin' bestie with her, I do chest to chest-ie with her
This the calm 'fore the storm
If they give you roses, watch out for the thorns
My whole clique, outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform, we do not conform, yeah
'Cause it's the calm before the storm
And if they give you roses, watch out for the thorns
My whole clique, outside of the norm, yuh
And I don't play bitches, most these bitches play they selves
I just slay bitches, you would think it's jingle bell
I just aim bitches, you would think it's AOL
I'm a Mack bish, and you shouldn't be Adele
Late up in your loft, drinking wine, singing slow songs
Baby, live your life 'cause it goes on
If you're such a big timer, bitch, get your roll on
Let go of your past, quit tryna hold on
Girl, you gotta love yourself before you can love me
Girl, you gotta want yourself before you can want me
Gotta be able to gas yourself, it's called self-esteem
Don't let these **** sell your ass a dream
Calm 'fore the storm
If they give you roses, watch out for the thorns
My whole clique, outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform, we do not conform, yeah
'Cause it's the calm before the storm
And if they give you roses, watch out for the thorns
My whole clique, outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform, we do not conform
And I don't hate on ****, most these **** hate they selves
Crippled by they album sales, caught up in that label hell
Hold they breath every time they drop, now they waitin' to excel
They confine inside they box, now they waitin' to Excel
Now they mad at you, 'cause they see you doin' well
Made it out, you prevail now they wishing you would fail
Man, it's crazy 'cause in your mind all you did was wish 'em well
Helped 'em up when they have fell, watched 'em stumble and didn't tell
And still, they resent you
'Cause you did a job that you was meant to
They get mad 'cause you return the shots they sent too
Was at the bottom, but I still reach my ascent too
This the calm 'fore the storm
If they give you roses, watch out for the thorns
My whole clique, outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform, we do not conform, yeah
'Cause it's the calm before the storm
And if they give you roses, watch out for the thorns
My whole clique, outside of the norm
Ain't no uniform, we do not conform
Written by: Bobby Ray Simmons, Jaison Harris, Jean-Benoît Dunckel, Kim Candilora II, Nicola Kollar, Nicolas Jean Michel Godin
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