Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
GEÜSÉ
GEÜSÉ
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Owen Lester
Owen Lester
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GEÜSÉ
GEÜSÉ
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah-ahhhh
(Let it wash over you)
(It’s a current of electric emotions)
(It’s like the record of mine, I only chase dragons not ghosts)
(GEÜSÉ)
Don’t waste no time, go ahead send the addy
Keep my cup filled up
I ain’t gonna lose out or lose nothin so badly
So I go touchdown in the valley of death
No I’m not upset,
Even if a motherfucker tryna test my set
I know regardless imma always try to do my best
Rep the family crest
All the pain that’s left
Anyways
I swear I’m fittin' into pictures, any frame
(Any frame)
And I promise I don’t fuck w many lames
(Many lames)
Exchange rate my currency in any bank
(Any bank)
You know all my boys is acclaimed
So forget anything that they told you
About GEÜSÉ and anything I’m gonna do
Cuz if I was you? I would advise you
To walk your dogma a bit, let it inspire you
Let it wash over you
It’s a current of electric emotions
In my fortress of solitude
Central dogma comes down to devotion
And it’s potent
(And it’s potent)
We’re frozen in time and we’re all floatin’
(We’re all floating’)
It’s the motions, so we rollin
(So we roll, so we roll)
This dance will never ever be stolen
So hold on
So hold on
So hold on tight to me
(Tight to me)
So hold on
So hold on
This dance will never ever be stolen
So hold on
Uh
Now I waste no time
Can’t understand how I turned out so fine
It’s like the record of mine
I only chase dragons not ghosts
Cuz if you focused on the past boy, you’ll get smoked
Dead last, no automobile crash
Steadfast, no slowly hittin’ the gas
Dead facts, I’m building this life M.A.S.H
M-A-S-H don’t mean nun without the ass
Man I’m not even jokin’
Need to get to promotin’
Got the vision and focus
I’m like a god when I’m tokin’
And I don’t give em no token
Because this ain’t a damn game
So when you lose you don’t get up in my face
Give me the blame
Sick of the fame and I still ain’t had a taste
Rap Caviar for these dudes at home base
Never had a sec to reflect my own ways
So I carry on,
“Walk your dog, ma!”
It's not a race
Let it wash over you
It’s a current of electric emotions
In my fortress of solitude
Central dogma comes down to devotion
And it’s potent
(And it’s potent)
We’re frozen in time and we’re all floatin’
(We’re all floating’)
It’s the motions, so we rollin
(So we roll, so we roll)
This dance will never ever be stolen
So hold on
So hold on
So hold on tight to me
(Tight to me)
So hold on
So hold on
This dance will never ever be stolen
So hold on
Let it wash over you
(Can’t understand how I turned out so fine)
It’s a current of electric emotions
In my fortress of solitude
(This dance will never ever be stolen)
(So hold on)
Central dogma comes down to devotion
Written by: Owen Lester
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