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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaden
Background Vocals
Dom McLennon
Vocals
Joba
Vocals
Kevin Abstract
Vocals
Matthew Champion
Vocals
Merlyn Wood
Vocals
bearface
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dominique Simpson
Songwriter
Ian Simpson
Songwriter
Ciarán McDonald
Songwriter
Romil Hemnani
Songwriter
Matthew Champion
Songwriter
Russell Boring
Songwriter
Jabari Manwarring
Songwriter
William Anku Kraka Mawuli Andoh Wood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Romil Hemnani
Producer
Russell Boring
Mixing Engineer
bearface
Producer
Andy Maxwell
Assistant Engineer
Matt Mysko
Assistant Engineer
Chris Parker
Assistant Engineer
Jabari Manwarring
Producer
Joba
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Perfectly fine, that's fine
[Verse 2]
Said **** brotha, **** brotha
Whatcha livin' for?
Is you goin' finish what you started
Whatcha quitin' for?
They told me God gave me a mission
But I'm missin' the supplies to complete it
I ain't the one you should read in
I'm used to being defeated
So **** a brotha
Who you standing with?
I'm independent 'cause these parties
Never planned for this
Brotha **** with the brain
Unintentionally swerving in every lane
The feelin's never the same
You chase what you couldn't gain
I'm so accustomed to flames
I couldn't tell you whats fire
Situation is dire, hear them calls from the choir
The disposition acquired from my position on Earth
It's telling me decapitate everything for what it's worth
When I die, these words goin' need separate caskets and a hearse
I don't rhyme, I freeze time and let these hands jus' do the work
I'm in tandem with my curse
Going with maniac since my birth
See the canvas as a planet I'm commanding with my nerves, ah
[Verse 3]
Tell 'em boys don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brotha
Tell the world I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
Build a different house with some different functions
[Verse 4]
Tell 'em boys don't run from us
I been down too long cousin
I been down too long brotha
Tell the world I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
Build a different house with some different functions
[Verse 5]
Tryna treat man like baby
Feel the teeth sink in like rabies
Boy you know you don't look fly
Dem gold chains turn your neck green, bye
[Verse 6]
Nothin' different now, all around now
Who you keep around now?
That's a big reflection
Don't like how they talkin' to me
Why they walkin' to me?
Wear your shit up on your sleeve
Stop projectin' on me
Sense is your surround sound
What's you take on me?
Kill the ego now
What that make of me?
Angle wide screen
Couple' sips of Tanqueray
I'm a throw a couple punches
I'm a do it anyway
Chin up little son, I slide in like the macarena
Lose time, pen it, style spice on, jalapeno
Super sonic move through tunnel
Two wheel cycles, slightly silent
Crowd better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor
[Verse 7]
Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable
Got this Martine on my body, man, my sweat lethal
Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival
I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible
[Verse 8]
Impending death is the only sign, of life
I'm throwing Hail Marys, till I die
Throw it up, all I have is peace of mind
Throwin' up, have my wings clipped
I don't need them shits
Learn to fly again
Fast track to last place
I swear I've never been up top but I'm up here somewhere
Out here, nobody can tell me shit
Shit, never mind what I did back then
You should take a look at yourself instead
Maybe you can find yourself
Love yourself
Here's to health
And here's to wealth
All together now
[Verse 9]
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
Build a different house with some different functions
[Verse 10]
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
Build a different house with some different functions
[Verse 11]
Voodoo Man
Momma took me to the church and I sang a hymn
Colonized Christian
Now I'm losing my religion
God damn, so narcissistic this millennium
Fuck you and the bubble that you livin' in
I don't go to church, but I'm so spiritual
Pulled my life out of dirt, that's a miracle
If Jesus was a pop star, would he break the bank?
All these diamonds in my face, I'm shining like the day
I'm living in my prime, man, what can I say?
If the service is an hour, I'm an hour late
Written by: Dominique Simpson, Ian Simpson, Jabari Manwarring, Matthew Champion, Romil Hemnani, Russell Boring, William Wood