Music Video

1K Phew - How We Coming feat. WHATUPRG & Ty Brasel (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
1K Phew
1K Phew
Performer
WHATUPRG
WHATUPRG
Performer
Tyler Brasel
Tyler Brasel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey S. Dean
Corey S. Dean
Composer
Isaac Gordon
Isaac Gordon
Composer
J.Raul Garcia
J.Raul Garcia
Composer
Tyler Brasel
Tyler Brasel
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob “Biz” Morris
Mixing Engineer
Zach Paradis
Zach Paradis
Engineer
Camden Bench
Camden Bench
Producer
Jacob “Biz” Morris at Reach Records assisted by Connor Back
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sheesh (Ooh, ooh)
I don't know what these folks got goin' on
Camden, Camden, got the sauce
[Verse 2]
It's some big talk coming from the tip top
When we shine, they gon' hate me like I'm Chris Rock
Small world comin' from a big block
Speed racin', can't afford to make a pit stop
You know how we coming, homie
How we coming, homie
I got all this flavor on me
From the one and only
You know how we coming, baby
How we coming, baby
Coolin' and we never shady
Slippin' lemonade
[Verse 3]
Hey, yeah, Devil on the prowl so I stay in my zone (Yeah)
Back with the bounce, it's Young T from the cove (Yeah)
Ice in my veins, I go Sylvester Stallone (Okay)
You know how I'm coming, all back with rose gold
I got all this flavor on me dripping like the culinary
Mix it up, it taste sweet as cherry or blueberry
God blessed, I was headed for the cemetery or the penitentiary
Yeah, Vinatieri, uh
Kicked out all my demons, now I'm makin' history
God blessed, that boy eating now, rotisserie
Hit the gas, hit the horse
Can't afford to stop, no crash course
[Verse 4]
It's some big talk coming from the tip top
When we shine, they gon' hate me like I'm Chris Rock
Small world comin' from a big block
Speed racin', can't afford to make a pit stop
You know how we coming, homie
How we coming, homie
I got all this flavor on me
From the one and only
You know how we coming, baby
How we coming, baby
Cooling and we never shady
Slipping lemonade
[Verse 5]
Uh, sunlight on my rooftop
I was ten when I learned what a tool was
I don't need any peace, I need woosah
R.I.P. to my cuz, it was too much
Yeah, I was twenty when he took his final breath (Final breath)
All the pressure got me feelin' like I'm next (Like I'm next)
I've been stressed, but I'm blessed nonetheless
If I make it in my thirties, I'ma flex, ah
Take flight, ooh
Up like phew (Ooh)
God came through (Ooh)
Blessed, achoo (Ooh)
Yes, my crew (Ooh)
Stuck like glue (Ooh)
Ain't no way I could lose, yeah
[Verse 6]
I got a sweet life for real, no Zack and Cody
So with God on my side, we Shaq and Kobe
And I still don't be sleepin', but I be cozy
They gon' dig what we doin' 'cause they be nosy
Like the police, yeah
Devil gon' say the sky's the limit (No way)
Tryna be heaven bound
Had to go pimp my ride, Xzibit
Look at my brand new crown
Remember them nights on South Deshon
Pray we make it safe and sound
So if you hear a little slang, that's that A-Town
I'm at church in Balmain, please don't try to false claim
One K.F. and no shame, it's a gang land
Popping like some champagne, tryna do the right thing
Phew, R.G. and Ty, man, yeah (It's amazing)
[Verse 7]
You know how we coming, homie
How we coming, homie
I got all this flavor on me
From the one and only
You know how we coming, baby
How we coming, baby
Cooling and we never shady
Slippin' lemonade
Written by: Composer Author Unknown, Corey S. Dean, Isaac Gordon, J.Raul Garcia, Tyler Brasel
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