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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anderson .Paak
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Merisola
Songwriter
Bill Withers
Songwriter
Brandon Paak Anderson
Songwriter
Patrick Douthit
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
9th Wonder
Producer
Callum Connor
Producer
Christian Plata
Mixing Engineer
Jared Hirshland
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My faith is buried somewhere beneath the town
Until it's paid for
Strawberry season, my sweetheart is comin' 'round
I hear it rain and pour
How did you find me here? It must be perfect timin'
Forever grateful
If I didn't love you then I damn sure love you now
Fruit of your labor
[Verse 2]
Say ain't shit change but the bank statements
Spent the summer in the wave with the beach babies
Threw your chula in the buggie with the top down up the PCH
I'm heading' north, I hope it doesn't rain
Went from playin' community ball to ballin' with the majors
Oh, what you major?
Yeah, I ran bases, pitch flame
I call plays, remove labels
And **** fame, that killed all my favorite entertainers
Nothin' short of amazin', ooh, yeah
But I'm short on my patience
See, I don't play that, I don't ever forget
And don't forget that dot, you paid for it
I spent years bein' called out my name
Livin' under my greatness
But what don't kill me is motivation
[Verse 3]
My faith is buried somewhere beneath the town
Until it's paid for
Strawberry season, my sweetheart is comin' 'round
After it rain and pour
How did you find me here? It must be perfect timin'
Forever grateful
If I didn't love you then I damn sure love you now
Fruit of your labor
[Verse 4]
Yeah, say, yeah
[Verse 5]
Six years old, I tried my first pair of Jordans on
Mama, can you carry me?
It was late in the fall, I caught a glimpse of my first love, my God
Mama, can you carry me?
Knees hit the floor, screams to the Lord
Why they had to take my ma?
Mama, carry me
To the early morn
Mama, can you carry me?
To the early mornin'
Mama, can you carry me?
[Verse 6]
Hey hey hey, gather round, hustlers, that's if ya still living
And get on down before the judge give the sentence
A few more rounds before the feds come and get you
Is you gonna smile when your date gets issued?
You know them feds takin' pictures
Your mom's in prison, your father needs a new kidney
Your family's splittin', rivalries between siblin's
If cash ain't king it's damn sure the incentive
And good riddance
[Verse 7]
Is the element of danger an important factor for the members of your peer group?
Yes, you might say that, why don't you give it a try and find out for yourself
[Verse 8]
'Bout the year Drizzy and Cole dropped
Before K.Dot had it locked
I was sleepin' on the floor, newborn baby boy
Tryna get my money pot so wifey wouldn't get deported
Cursin' the heavens, fallin' out of orbit
Tryna roll this seven, tryna up my portion
What about your goals? What about your leverage?
So they don't force you into some hole
What's the meanin' of my fortune readin'?
When I crack the cookie all it said was "Keep dreamin'"
When I look at my tree I see leaves missin'
Generations of harsh livin' in addiction
I came to visit durin' the seven year stint
But they wouldn't let me in because my license suspended
Now I'm scrapin' the pennies just to kiss you on your cheek
It's gonna be a couple weeks before I get it, I know you miss me
[Verse 9]
Six years old I tried my first pair of Jordans on
Mama, can you carry me?
It was late in the fall, I caught a glimpse of my first love, my God
Mama, can you carry me?
Knees hit the floor, screams to the Lord
Why they had to take my ma?
Mama, carry me
To the early morn
Mama, can you carry me?
To the early mornin'
Mama, can you carry me?
[Verse 10]
Mama, can you carry me?
Mama, can you carry me?
Mama, can you carry me?
Mama, can you carry me?
[Verse 11]
And one of these is my rise
One of these is my downfall
And I'm the one to make it right
I wanna make it right, mama
And one of these is my rise
One of these is my downfall
And I'm the one to make it right
I wanna make it right, Mama
[Verse 12]
Mama, can you carry me?
To the early mornin'
Mama, can you carry me?
To the early mornin'
Mama, can you carry me?
Oh Lord
Mama, can you carry me?
Mama, can you carry me?
Mama, can you carry me?
Mama, can you carry me?
Mama, can you carry me?
Written by: Bill Withers, Brandon Paak Anderson, Matthew Merisola, Patrick Denard Douthit, WITHERS WILLIAM