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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Leikeli47
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hasben Jones
Composer
Clyde Ellison
Composer
Harry Mejias
Composer
Gavin Williams
Composer
Harold Lilly
Composer
Leon Russell
Composer
Clive Bright
Composer
Winston Riley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Clyde N Harry
Producer
Aaron Renner
Recording Engineer
James Royo
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Le-e-e-ts begin with the drums
Sing it now
Oh, oh, oh (Oh!)
Oh, oh, oh
Sing it now
Oh, oh, oh (Oh!)
Oh, oh, oh
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wake up forget myself
That I'm myself, haven't been myself
Then count my wealth, then count my blessings
That made them count, then count my blessings
Then make them count
[Verse 3]
If you think you gonna string me along
You got another thing coming, whoa
I never play second fiddle for nathan
I mean, God never bowed down to Satan
Tell me now how am I supposed to be patient?
Gotta get it how you get it, no waitin'
Time waits for no one, fuck your excuses
Jesus or Judas, which one are you with?
[Verse 4]
I had to get up, get on my grind and go get mine
But I'll be right back (I'll be right back)
I'll be right back (I'll be right back)
[Verse 5]
Sing it now
Oh, oh, oh (Oh!)
Oh, oh, oh
Sing it now
Oh, oh, oh (Oh!)
Oh, oh, oh
[Verse 6]
(Sometimes I wake up)
My dreams give me wings
I reached the stars last night
My imagination is now real life
No more stressing, just succession switching new addresses
Asian provocateur in Donna Karan dresses
You're losing ground, throwing dirt, even when I ain't had shit
Always knew my worth and I still kept God first
Played it back of the church, ski mask under my hijab
As I pray to Jesus from a few barely release us
[Verse 7]
I had to get up, get on my grind and go get mine
But I'll be right back (I'll be right back)
I'll be right back (I'll be right back)
[Verse 8]
Sing it now
Oh, oh, oh (Oh!)
Oh, oh, oh
Sing it now
Oh, oh, oh (Oh!)
Oh, oh, oh
Don't take it the wrong way
I just wanna be great
I'm running in my own race
I'm just tryna keep pace
My real friends are still my friends
Fake ones they came and went
Ricky Bobby daddy told me long time ago
If you ain't fresh, you're last, y'all can all kiss my ass
[Verse 9]
Don't take it the wrong way
I just wanna be great
I'm running in my own race
I'm just tryna keep pace
Real friends are still my friends
Fake ones they came and went
Ricky Bobby daddy told me long time ago
If you ain't fresh, you're last, y'all can all kiss my ass
[Verse 10]
Sometimes I wake up forget myself
That I'm myself, haven't been myself
Then count my wealth, then count my blessings
That made them count, then count my blessings
Then make them count
Then make them count
Then make them count
Then make them count
Then make them count
Written by: Clive Bright, Clyde Ellison, Gavin Williams, Harold Lilly, Harry Mejias, Hasben Jones, Leon Russell, Winston Riley