Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAY MALAKHI
Rap
Max Eastland-Park
Bass
Ben Roberts
Keyboards
Simi Bello
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse Lemoshe
Songwriter
Simi Bello
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zak Baker
Mastering Engineer
Taylor Honey
Mixing Engineer
Yogic
Producer
Lyrics
Tell me what you want
Falling to my knees
Tell me what you please
Falling to my knees
Oooooahhhhhh
The cadence amazing
I'm part of the greatest
Bodied your favourites
Look mum your son really made it
Straight off the Porch
Back now and I'm making a statement
I Push Pull then I start
Like it's wacky racing
It's an adventure of a lifetime, what's your life like?
She up and down on the poll baby it's a landslide
Well I headlined when I had no plays
Heads or tails, if it's head do I have to say
Woooooooo
Smoothest **** I don't screw, I wave
Just groove to the beat, just excuse my pain
Felt like Job had it all God took it all away
Little Jay Jay don't you ever lose your faith
Came with the hits I'm the Tyson of rap
If not the flow then my face real enticing
In fact this act deserves a damn Oscar
One day they gon figure out
You're an imposter
Deuteronomy 28:13
The Lord will make you the head and not the tail
If you pay attention to the commands of the LORD
Your God that I give you this day
And carefully follow them
You will always be at the top
And never the bottom
You can run but you can't hide
You can't hide what's deep inside
Gotta free what's on your mind
You can fake it if you like
But how long
(How Long Motherfucker how long)
How long
(The clocks ticking **** tell me how long)
(How Long Motherfucker how long)
So long
(The clocks ticking **** tell me how long)
Pac was like Jesus
Nas wrote the Bible
Cole wrote a chapter
I attend the Holy chapel
Holy Water in my blood
Turn that's shit pink
Like Moscato in my drink
No wonder I overthink
Pick Tails, imagine this shit fails
To make it worse
All that sinning leaves us in hell
Prodigy a problem G
Addicted to Coochie and Criminology
Will it be the death of me
Ahh **** probably
Sorry mumma
I do this for us
I'll be back in time
Before the summer
When I feel so low
The sun comes up
Imma pay my dues
Karmas enough
The otherside won't let me into Paradise
Apparently, my talent only valued with a sacrifice
So I hold my breathe
Pray my pen stay sanctified
Hope my monthly listeners
Don't press skip anytime
Haha
See life's all about balance
(But how long)
Probability
(How Long Motherfucker how long)
How long
(The clocks ticking **** tell me how long)
One Minute you're up
(How Long Motherfucker how long)
The Next your low
The clocks ticking **** tell me how long
Written by: Jesse Lemoshe, Simi Bello