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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jabriel Martin
Jabriel Martin
Trumpet
Nick Hennessy
Nick Hennessy
Other Instrument
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
WemmyMo
WemmyMo
Songwriter
Jakari Thompson
Jakari Thompson
Songwriter
Roderick Sawyer
Roderick Sawyer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
myfriendnate
myfriendnate
Producer
Gus Chvany
Gus Chvany
Producer
Nate Vidal-Haymes
Nate Vidal-Haymes
Mixing Engineer
Christopher Inumerable
Christopher Inumerable
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Wave bye to those that walk with a tag Don't know when I go, but a rose gold cask All I ask when I pass with the wind Put it on bro told him pass me the fin ash it Bicycle Racks invitations on open gates My niggas got it on lock like a stolen safe You should know ufo's ain't only in space Matterfact it's right here Go run laps on laymen for light years Then offer a refreshment cause you know courtesy Can't account for the costs when the curtains close But when it all unfolds I know we hope That they heard of you and they heard of me They wanna murder you they wanna murder me We let the blood spill watch it follow with some emergency vehicles Dancing with unbelievable odds Like if this shit go left Imma Leave it alive I can't believe in a lie I put the E in the eye Run up in ya spot for the p's not a piece of the pie Navigating with my hands got my feet in the sky Prolly bypass a plane wave hi to the attendant Crash into a jet now they wondering where my limb went But bet I make a indent by the time the end hit Ay nate throw some horns on that muhfucka Make a nigga praise the lord in the muhfucka Two hands together send the most high a sign For all the moments that I thought it wouldn't turn out fine Getting free with all my niggas til we burn out time Til we burn out time One One step out of time Took two three steps with my niggas for the climb We made it from the ground the quality well defined Cause the vision is appealing when the stars all align One One step One, one step One One step One, one step I take a bow, I'm off the stage I pull the curtains tight I'm way too solid on my dolo like i'm dolomite I got a cup and what I'm sipping on is rojo like the sea I might just leave up off the globe tonight I'm moving down the city and I see the smoke is blending the sunset My mind is overcrowded put the city at unrest My peace of mind piece at a time Don't know where the doves went You niggas not militia you not even a subset Just need to know like what's the run down We work until the sun rise and Then until the sun down I done seen the worst up in the shit that I don't want now These niggas they be so foul these bitches they on go now The digits yeah they grow now Remember on the floor and now we sleeping up in yo town I been mixing records in this bitch like i'm from Motown Ran up out the pack and then we went and took some more pounds What come around gone go round It go down like
Writer(s): Augusta Chvany, Nathaniel Vidal-haymes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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