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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andy Mineo
Andy Mineo
Rap
Wordsplayed
Wordsplayed
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andy Mineo
Andy Mineo
Songwriter
Gabriel Azucena
Gabriel Azucena
Songwriter
John Itiola
John Itiola
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gabriel Azucena
Gabriel Azucena
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, okay, I get it, man, say less
When'd you start talkin' and prayin' less?
I'm not doin' good, I'm a straight mess
But God doin' way more with way less
[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah, we off to the races
Yeah, I put a rapper in their place quick
Yeah, good is the enemy of greatness
Out this world, girl in my spaceship
[Verse 3]
Uh, my A1's on my A-list
Yeah, beast mode make the playlist
Uh, preach more for the graces
Uh, they sneak mode on that hatred
[Verse 4]
Money bags on the racks ain't the goal
But I ain't really mad if God let me hold that
I say what I want, I don't ever hold back
I just mounted up my first gold plaque
[Verse 5]
And there's many more to come
See I'm steady with the pen and now I'm ready, what you want?
I don't mess with nobody, I don't got me no hobbies
'Cause this here is my jobby, I vroom vroom like Bugatti, I'm Audi
[Verse 6]
Uh, oh, yeah, my wave a tsunami
If you ask me how we made it, I just say it's beyond me
And I'm more than what I do so I don't let it define me
And I'm focused on the future, let the past stay behind me, I'm out
[Verse 7]
Yeah, okay, I get it, man, say less
When'd you start talkin' and prayin' less?
I'm not doin' good, I'm a straight mess
But God doin' way more with way less
[Verse 8]
Uh, yeah, okay, I get it, get it, say less
Yeah, okay, I get it, get it, say less
Yeah, okay, I get it, get it, say less
Yeah, okay, I get it, get it, say less
[Verse 9]
So New York, fresh out the womb, baptized in the East River
Rap game sons, please resurrect Dilla
Highlight reel been realer than realer
I was dead, now it's all Mike Jack Thriller
[Verse 10]
We in the building, like Con Ed
Lighting up the whole crib, Lisa Lopes
Left Eye, Westside, back to Bed-Stuy
Crown fried, two piece with the french fries
[Verse 11]
Think they winnin' but they never play chess
I live a New York minute, you need to stay less
Trader Joe's in the hood, its' the Matrix
Seven dollar chopped cheese, I used to pay less, man
[Verse 12]
You can't walk in my shoes
I spit vividly, Connie Chung on the news
I was steppin' out the booth, they were hittin' the snooze
It's the New York Giants, Beckham and Cruz
[Verse 13]
Yeah, okay, I get it, man, say less
When'd you start talkin' and prayin' less?
I'm not doin' good, I'm a straight mess
But God doin' way more with way less
[Verse 14]
Uh, yeah, okay, I get it, get it, say less
Yeah, okay, I get it, get it, say less
Yeah, okay, I get it, get it, say less
Yeah, okay, I get it, get it, say less
Written by: Andrew Mineo, Gabriel Azucena, John Itiola
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