Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Claude Larson
Sampled Artist
Drake
Vocals
Noah Shebib
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Klaus Netzle
Songwriter
Manuel Landy
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Dion Wilson
Songwriter
Noah Shebib
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harley Arsenault
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Greg Moffet
Assistant Mixing Engineer
No ID
Producer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
David "D.C." Castro
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah Shebib
Recording Engineer
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Ronald Moonoo
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I been waitin' on this
Yeah
All of this disorder, no addressin'
The crown is broken in pieces, but there's more in my possession
There's a whole lot in my possession
Who do you really love? Well, that's sure to be in question
My Mount Rushmore is me with four different expressions
Who's givin' out this much return on investment?
After my run, man, how is that even a question?
After this summer, man, how's that even a-?
I've had real Philly try to write my endin'
Takin' shots with the GOAT, and talked about shots that we sendin'
I've had scuffles with bad boys, that wasn't pretendin'
I've had too many nights to mention, that's just the beginnin'
I'm pretty sure we got a label, I'm still independent
I fell back a hundred times when I don't get the credit
Seen this movie a hundred times, I know where it's headed
Realize someone gotta die when no one'll dead it
Gamblin' with they life for some content
That's the type of lottery that could get you top picked
I am a cream-of-the-crop
Pop mollies, my mollies pop
House on both coasts, but I live on the charts
I have tea with the stars, and I swim with the sharks
And I see in the dark, wasn't this cold at the start
Think my soul has been marked, there's a hole in my heart
Yeah, I was about to
Man, I thought about it
It's unsettlin' to talk about it
Free all of my - that they caught with it
RIP my - that they caught without it
This just the intro, let me not get ahead of myself
This is God's plan, young man, you said it yourself
Always got a ace up my sleeve for whatever was dealt
Daddy got suits like Bernie Mac, he dresses himself
I stopped askin' myself and I started feelin' myself
Now I gotta deal with all this drama, and deal with myself
I ain't even have to cut the tie, it severed itself
This just the intro, let me not get ahead of myself
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Noah James Shebib, Dion Wilson, Klaus Netzle, Manuel Landy
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