Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Awreeoh
Performer
Pharrell Williams
Vocals
Shameik Moore
Vocals
Tony Revolori
Vocals
Kiersey Clemons
Vocals
Brent Paschke
Electric Guitar
Eric Fawcett
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pharrell Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Chad Hugo
Producer
Andrew Coleman
Recording Engineer
Mike Larson
Recording Engineer
Ghazi Hourani
Assistant Engineer
Hart Gunther
Assistant Engineer
Eric Weaver
Assistant Engineer
Eric Eylands
Assistant Engineer
Lawrence Bowens
Assistant Engineer
Raphael Mesquita
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
How come you don't hear me, Ma?
Tell me where your hearing went
How you just gon' leave me
In this social experiment?
[Verse 2]
Wonder why we take these pills?
Everything we want is sick
Heart is like a toilet bowl
Mama, I want so much shit
[Verse 3]
Young, black and I want that
Dreams of Americana
The girl I like want **** to buy
So sorry Mama, but I wanna
[Verse 4]
So six in the morning
Ain't rolling with no army
And I got that pink thing on me
Dreams of the money, Mommy, can't take it from me, Mommy
[Verse 5]
I've been waiting in the dark here all night
Waiting for some inspiration to pass by
Got my hair straight and finally my vibe's right
But that don't concern you
[Verse 6]
It's my turn now, it's my turn now
This might burn now, it's my world now
It's my turn now, it's my turn now
This might burn now, it's my world now
It's my turn now
[Verse 7]
Once he sees his people red
Time to get his peoples fed
Tokyo, appetite
Yes, he is a sneakerhead
[Verse 8]
He packs man (Packs man)
Justice for his enemies
Yes, he's got those power pellets
Wop-wop-wop-wop energy
[Verse 9]
Young, black and I'm on that
Dreams of Americana
Perfect guy that's ready to rise
So sorry Mama, but I wanna
[Verse 10]
So six in the morning
Ain't rolling with no army
And he got that pink thing on him
Dreams of the money, Mommy, can't take it from me, Mommy
[Verse 11]
I've been waiting in the dark here all night
Waiting for some inspiration to pass by
Got my hair straight and finally my vibe's right
But that don't concern you
[Verse 12]
It's my turn now, it's my turn now
This might burn now, it's my world now
It's my turn now, it's my turn now
This might burn now, it's my world now
It's my turn now
[Verse 13]
I know this just leaves you confused
'Cause there's forces that's unseen
Okay, the least you could do
Take some time and check on me
[Verse 14]
Tell the preacher before he judge
Both of y'all just say a prayer
Write it on a paper plane
Do me a favor, throw it in the air
[Verse 15]
You keep saying, quit the game
Don't you know we play to win
Racing with my lady friend
Chopped chopped on that Cedes Benz
[Verse 16]
So six in the morning
You see them eyes is squinting
See the way them rims is spinning
Dreams of the money, Mommy, can't take it from me, Mommy, sorry
[Verse 17]
I've been waiting in the dark here all night
Waiting for some inspiration to pass by
Got my hair straight and finally my vibe's right
But that don't concern you
[Verse 18]
It's my turn now, it's my turn now
This might burn now, it's my world now
It's my turn now, it's my turn now
This might burn now, it's my world now
It's my turn now
Written by: Pharrell Williams