Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Juls
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Nicco-Annan
Songwriter
Amira Benameur
Songwriter
Ian Greenidge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juls
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I might move to Miami
Beach house after my Grammy
Speak it into existence
Continue to mind my business
I don't fuck with no players
Don't do heartbreaks or favours
I ain't got no behaviour
Steady makin' my paper
I drink it straight, fuck a chaser
I can't bring no dishonour
Never steal like Winona
Keep it cool like Corona, yeah
Yeah, good girl come from the Niz
I take chance and take risk
Fuck you think that this is
Throw it
[Verse 2]
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Fed up sometimes
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Too blessed sometimes
Too blessed sometimes
Too blessed sometimes
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Too blessed sometimes
Blessed sometimes
Oh I, oh I, oh I
[Verse 3]
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Oh I, oh I, oh I
[Verse 4]
I manifest whatever it is I desire
My vibration is higher
Even when my soul is on fire
I don't like to complain
But I feel beat up and tired
I never put my feet up and fight it
I face my fears, I'm not hiding
Trust me, man go
Hard to the bone like marrow
Man go sweet like mango
You wanna get beef, let's tango
Real street **** and man know
Don't come near with no scandal
Don't come near with no fuckery
We'll give you something broken, trust me
The gyaldem pree'd on me
The gyaldem pree'd on me ugly
They wanna get feely and touchy
Smile, them weak then they must be
Came from the ground but now man's here though
Say that I need my cheers though
Say that I need my flowers
But I'm gone yet, man's still here though
[Verse 5]
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Fed up sometimes
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Blessed sometimes
Too blessed sometimes
Too blessed sometimes
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Too blessed sometimes
Blessed sometimes
Oh I, oh I, oh I
Written by: Julian Nicco-Annan, Amira Benameur, Ian Greenidge