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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DOM KENNEDY
DOM KENNEDY
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dominic Hunn
Dominic Hunn
Songwriter
Michael Cox, Jr.
Michael Cox, Jr.
Songwriter
John Groover, Jr.
John Groover, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Kim
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

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[Verse 1]
That's how we coming through
Yeah
Uh, turn me up
Ay
[Verse 2]
I'ma westside factor
After cashing big homes, I own my masters
I have to, let it be known that I rose to all challenges
Raised my status up and broke all averages
Sitting in the car and I'm waiting on the get back
Neiman Marcus gift bag, tell 'em I said fuck crash
I got the right bear arms to protect what I own, especially if it's me and I got on all this gold
[Verse 3]
Uh, so what's the issue judge
I can't come home in a body bag, that's not a sub
One thing about Dom K is he got nuts
Can't kiss on a lady that I do not trust
You don't wanna cross us
Every day I boss up
Daytons on Offerup
What you ever offer us
They wanna paint me as the villain like I'm sinister
I ain't gon' lie I had to go and seek my minister
He told me everything got purpose
Come full circle, don't let nobody hurt you
And patience is a virtue
If you didn't grow up 'round here, it don't concern you
I know
I never thought I could live life like this
Four cars, a studio and I did it legit
If I can't score I'ma get an assist
We was rolling way before we had learner's permits
I know
They don't want me to speak on our legacy
Rather see me strung out on methamphetamines
Realistically speaking, I'm what they'll never be
Metaphorically speaking, I'm feeling heavenly
Yeah, I'm at the crossroads in expensive wardrobe
Going for the gusto, tapped in, Morris code
It's a lot of people doubting me
After this they gon' be watching from the balcony
After this, they gon' be claiming it was alchemy
I'm with ginseng somewhere on South Beach
Right on Ocean Dr. with the daiquiris
I like when they do it with no teeth
Two door car, we in the back seat
Yeah
I spend everything vivid
You talk it, I live it
Pimp rides like Xzibit, you damn near should film it
I know
I know, ay
I got a lot of people doubting me
Yeah
[Verse 4]
I'm just a westside factor
After cashing big homes, I own my masters
I have to, let it be known that I rose to all challenges
Raised my status up and broke all averages
Sitting in the car and I'm waiting on the getback
Neiman Marcus gift bag, tell 'em I said fuck crash
I got the right bear arms to protect what I own, especially if it's me and I got on all this gold
I got on all this gold
[Verse 5]
Yeah, respect my mind, haha, uh
Written by: Dominic Hunn, Michael Cox Jr., John Groover Jr.
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