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Listen to 7:08 - Single by Ricky Lance
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Mathew Lipinski
Alexander Mathew Lipinski
Songwriter
Richard Lance Whitehead
Richard Lance Whitehead
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adot The God
Adot The God
Producer
Haili Copeland
Haili Copeland
Creative Director
Frank Ngoga
Frank Ngoga
Engineer

Lyrics

Thinking a lot about Shaq and Kobe What could have been Type of greatness where Competition don't do you in So I've been tracking my bad habits Worst part about getting all that you wanted Is realizing that I had it the whole time Treat my team like my o-line I'm quarterbacking Cause they LeBron in 09' They behind the magic So they deserve it all Even when phone buzzing from operation I answer the call Used to tell all my family You know there's room for you here Now that I'm chasing the pro life Barley room for the kid Ironic Read a book, got penny wise And now I got IT To the point where I can change generations Like new Wayne fan in 06' It took dedication to get me here That and aligning all my goals With my biggest fears, but I won't front like I don't stress About hitting my ceiling But how you play your hand When chips is low really revealing An best believe that I bounce back WOJ Bomb with the self-support If you great Then be the first to announce it If you the one then be the first to say it Best believe when these songs drop I'm the first to play it Loud as fuck, I'm proud as fuck This an extension of the God in us So when they hate It's just they devilish ways Don't let it faze me Look how far we've come It's amazing I'm 23 with the mind of Jay Man this cray I've been spending money and wasting time Got this whole thing backwards No satisfaction in satisfactory That don't work for me In this world full of actors Retired actors Worlds a stage but They're not factored in (I don't think about them niggas) When you know who you are Every set back I had Has only made me better Pat Macaw, I'm a champ You can play me never Numbers better When I give you pieces of myself so I've been writing less songs More open letters I remember late nights late nights L was feeling left out like Pluto I'd ask God for a hand He'd be like too slow, too slow To reference back to the league He the star of your team Although this what he love He don't show up for free So you got to put work in If you want this shit to work Think about pain from back when That shit don't hurt now Why You see cause I took every L and I turned it to a lesson Roll up all my problems and Track 6 them on Confessions Let it burn Got to let burn (Yeah) Got to let it burn (Yeah) Got to let it burn I've been spending money and wasting time Got this whole thing backwards No satisfaction in satisfactory That don't work for me no
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