Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sohight & Cheevy
Songwriter
Lyrics
Good times, bro
Everyone has headphones and bluetooth
But can you feel it right
When the bass frequency don't crushing your lungs?
G-g-g-g-g-g-genie, I remember
As I promised 'You're free'
I don't give a ****
To be famous young G
And I don't wanna
Nope
I won't be another white boy
Another white boy
Trying to, trying to, trying to
Reinvent it, represent it, complement it more than end it
If you wanna complain than you better be 'o'
You better be 'o' - offended
I'm Originally tempted, future children (are) gonna sample it
If your rap is too crappy
You better be 'f'
You better be fucking 'o'
Fucking offended
No fame without hardworking,
Don't spare me, man
I see you're jerking
You can't do rap or sing soul, without a black tone
Your liberation stuck in time when Jesus got stone
But I don’t wanna be the one
Who tired from fame while underdone
Yeah, I don't wanna... Yeah
You know I'm honing my skills, doing my drills,
Fuck dem other bitches, man, I make my dreams real
Real deal, Kill bill, hi mom, high heels, good job, free will, no purple rain
You have a pain
Stop, You're failing
Disarm the bomb
Do your own painting (ka-ching$)
We gotta many ways to achieve success
Yeah
Stone-stoner, roll-rolla, b-b-bang-ya-bong, bank rolla
We can do the best
All that shit inpsired by the bad bitches
Fucking hate to hang out with the sad bitches
Lively as a cricket type of my bitches
All that bitches in a movie by Felini
All my wishes comes true
That's it
While I keep on doing my shit
Hell, yeah
You can be a Genie for yourself
Be the bestie for yourself
Should I feel like 'no master'
Smart bitches life, me try to inspire
Keep the pace, don't go faster
Smart bitches life, me try to inspire
Me try to get wise
Me try to reach life
Me try to keep it cool
Ya'll bitches typical
Written by: Sohight & Cheevy