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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dr. Luke
Dr. Luke
Guitar
Russ Irwin
Russ Irwin
Keyboards
Leo Brooks
Leo Brooks
Bass
Teedra Moses
Teedra Moses
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Roberts
William Roberts
Songwriter
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Songwriter
Lukasz Gottwald
Lukasz Gottwald
Songwriter
Henry Russell Walter
Henry Russell Walter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Producer
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Cirkut
Cirkut
Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Let's dodge rain drops, follow me
[Verse 2]
They say I always left a paper trail
Duffle bag in the attic, now how that paper smell?
And I must of left it there for several years
In case of emergencies, go get a set of wheels
Burning tobacco with my ancestors
Learning lessons on my transgressions
Accepting that street ****, we live by different rules
Pill popping, every day I'm in a different mood
They scream our names as we walk the halls (Boss)
With everything to gain, only fear Allah
Full metal jacket still the wardrobe
Never waste a prayer for peace in a warzone
Pray to keep the lights on your porch on
Even better, pray I get to see my boy grown
Before Instagram, we did it up in the ozone
Only **** still killing, never told on
[Verse 3]
Let's go deep into my cold mind
First and one, I got it on the goal line
Fully automatic weapons for my O-line
Wanna buy the team, they say I need a co-sign
I got a beacon jumping out the gym
My new freak, she Puerto Rican, trying to reel me in
Hit the homey from the hood, I told him fill me in
On top of that, he said he good, I told him, "Bring me ten"
Gentrification across the barren land
I thought the goal was get rich, be a married man
Never question my vision, I seen atrocities
But I also see profit on selling properties
Still rising, enterprising young entrepreneur
Ostentatious globe-trotting out with Lira Galore
Six mill', I'm born, I told 'em they can keep the change
Pick me up in that new Rari swerving lane-to-lane
[Verse 4]
The **** close, but it's no cigar
So it better be that Ghost or that double R
My alma mater's serving fed time
See the streets before God cut off his deadline
Demigod, so tomorrow grows the prominence
Bastard case, you can see that with some common sense
I entertain **** under poverty lines
So I paint these pretty pictures as a part of my rhymes
Crack spots block-to-block, I've been a benefactor (Let's go)
I don't think you understand the type of chips I'm after
Corporations, but they run them like they small time
We'll never see eye to eye if you got a soft side
I told you pussy **** let the lions in
I told these pussy **** let the lions in
Your record label's left with rigor mortis
I just closed another deal worth another forty (I just closed another deal worth another forty)
[Verse 5]
(I did it all for you, I did it all for you, I did it all for you)
(I did this all for you, I did it all for you, uh)
(I did it all for you, I did it all for you, I did it all for you)
(I did it all for you, I did it all for you)
(I did it all for you, I did it all for you, I did it all for you)
(I did it all for you, I did it all for you, uh)
Written by: Ben Diehl, Henry Russell Walter, Lukasz Gottwald, William Roberts
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