Top Songs By Kojey Radical
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kojey Radical
Vocals
Ayodole Smith
Background Vocals
Cartell Green-Brown
Background Vocals
Leon Jacques
Background Vocals
Liza Marie Jennings
Background Vocals
Monique Meade
Background Vocals
Natalie Maddix
Background Vocals
Zehra Lewis-Wright
Background Vocals
Dayna Fisher
Bass
Ezme Gaze
Cello
Joe Newman
Guitar
Neil Waters
Trumpet
Trevor Miers
Trombone
Stella Page
Viola
A. Pagulatos
Violin
Sam Kennedy
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ama Serwah Genfi
Composer
Cameron Palmer
Composer
Jephte Steed VALOKI 'Kyu'
Composer
Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah
Composer
kz
Composer
Neil Waters
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swindle
Producer
Engine Earz
Mastering Engineer
'Joker' Liam McLean
Mixing Engineer
kz
Producer
Kwame Kwei Armah
Engineer
Lyrics
Frequent flyer, miles got my demons playin' catch-up
Only nigga in first class, du-rag matchin' my leather
Pride matchin' my get-up, ACW my sweater
Denim or Patek ever black-owned
I spend it better than most
A lion don't leave the jungle by choice
And when it was time to speak up, you was losin' your voice
Provin' your noise only came from empty barrels annoys me, if I'm honest
So many did it for clout until they got it
Can we be honest? Really be honest?
When court of public opinion keep people fearin' their judgement
What's really keepin' you from it?
Really keepin' you from it?
You speak, you say you want it for real
Then why you runnin', for real?
You say you stressed, man, I was stressed too
You say you next, man, I was next too
I know the roads that you said yes to
Deep in depression, I was dead too
I can't go back (To)
Feelin' like I wanna die
Feelin' like I'll never fly
Can a real nigga touch the sky?
I can't go back (To)
Feelin' like I wanna die
Feelin' like I'll never fly
Can a real nigga testify?
Clockin' and clockin' out
Played with Stevie, now they see me, I'm a topic now
I might drop another CD, start another drought
Wonder why they never see me, I was never around
I was workin', I was workin' doin' over-time
Got me feelin' like I'm Marvin back in '69
Too busy thinkin' 'bout my baby in the summertime
Too busy feelin' like a nigga can't get nothin' right
I lost friends, I lost pride
I lost money, I lost hope
All my bills on the table, I see pills on the floor
I see blood on the wall, love, I'm dyin' at the door
I see pain in our people, I know we might see some more
Been a slave to the kitty, I seen homies turn to foes
I saw brothers on a high turn to fiends on the floor
Take my soul in the war, take my scars, let 'em show
If this is it, then let 'em know (Let 'em know)
I can't go back (To)
Feelin' like I wanna die
Feelin' like I'll never fly
Can a real nigga touch the sky?
I can't go back (To)
Feelin' like I wanna die
Feelin' like I'll never fly
Can a real nigga testify?
Writer(s): Kwame Kwei-armah, Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah, Cameron Lewis Palmer
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