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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Bada$$
Vocals
Roméo Testa
Background Vocals
Bianca McClure-Anthony
Background Vocals
McClenney
Background Vocals
Haile Supreme
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Songwriter
Patrick Baril
Songwriter
Roméo Testa
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Statik Selektah
Producer
Dreamlife Beats
Producer
Pain 1
Producer
Juan "Saucy" Peña
Recording Engineer
Nate "NV" Eaton
Assistant Engineer
Blake Mares
Engineer
Rob Kinelski
Mixing Engineer
Eli Heisler
Assistant Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
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
It's 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
And you thinkin' 'bout the past, see 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, the cycle in a loop
And we caught up in a rapture
Not to mention all the 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 my heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Huggin' their block but the block ain't hug 'em back
So we hold 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 block 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
He 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 this beat and started riffin'
Shit had me reminiscin', had me thinkin' 'bout Steelo
Now that I can see his vision
So I hold my head high 'til they put me below
Best know 'til the day I die I'ma keep my heat close
This is for my niggas who took a day to relax
Huggin' their block but the block ain't hug 'em back
So we hold 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 block but the block ain't hug us back
Writer(s): Jo-vaughn Virginie, Jan Richard Branicki, Pacal Bayley, Patrick Owen Baril
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