Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Throne Seekers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Al-Khalim Blanc
Songwriter
Arnold Hamisi
Songwriter
Aquilas Pindi
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Ouuu, ouuuu)
AP DA DON
I ain’t trynna fall, keep my head up
And they be trynna fake the luv like he ain’t noticed nun
Came from a block full of hustlers and it was either find God or get your weight up
And them youngins gon’ rob if they gotta eat
Remember nights was askin’ God how to save the streets
Yeah
All we knew was get the paper but it was wreckin’ us for real
Cause we was sillyyy, didn’t know how to move
It was stickyyy, tell me what’s the move
Prayin’ for my blizzyyy, prayin’ for the crew
I need that Louis, we ain’t had no foood
Ahhh
Feelin’ all alone but imma be well,
I been on my own been by myself
But I know He watchin’ ova i don’t need a cartel
I’m just trynna ball, no NFL
(Yeah)
We was silly yeah we didn’t know how to move (didn’t know how to move)
Brodie called me up was trynna put me on a play or two (prr prrr)
I was livin’ ignorant always back up on the road again
But I saw the future and I knew I had to chose
Juggin’ we was swipin from the AM to the PM
Fraudulently active just to make sure we was eatin’
And I’m still livin’ in the jungle but I’m no longer a cheetah
(Cheetah)
Wake up pray the Lord then lace my kicks and go achieve it
(Many)
people tried to take my shine
(Steady)
workin’ on a better me it’s day to day
(I pray)
they don’t try to take my life
Never really tripping’ I got angels ‘round me anyway
I ain’t trynna fall, keep my head up
And they be trynna fake the luv like he ain’t noticed nun
Came from a block full of hustlers and it was either find God or get your weight up
And them youngins gon’ rob if they gotta eat
Remember nights was askin’ God how to save the streets
Yeah
All we knew was get the paper but it was wreckin’ us for real
Cause we was sillyyy, didn’t know how to move
It was stickyyy, tell me what’s the move
Prayin’ for my blizzyyy, prayin’ for the crew
I need that Louis, we ain’t had no foood
Ahhh
Feelin’ all alone but imma be well,
I been on my own been by myself
But I know He watchin’ ova i don’t need a cartel
I’m just trynna ball, no NFL
I was silly (silly)
Praying for the VV and the Louis
Yeah
I was lookin’ for the drip just like a hydrant
Little did I know I was runnin’ outta timing
I was on my ones trynna make a couple moves
But the vision was too gifted this is something I could prove
See my bruddas get to scufflin’ they handle it with tools
But I keep the HB on me ain’t no battle I can lose
That won’t stop my climb (climb)
TS you know it’s about time (time)
Throw some dirt up on my name so they can really stop my shine
But I’m too deep up in this faith oh boy so please don’t cross the line
Been touched by the father, the son, and the hand and spirit
in order to further impact and we makin’ it broader
Whoever, whenever, through every endeavour
The streets getting colder
A hand or a shoulder
Man we’ll do it together
I ain’t trynna fall, keep my head up
And they be trynna fake the luv like he ain’t noticed nun
Came from a block full of hustlers and it was either find God or get your weight up
And them youngins gon’ rob if they gotta eat
Remember nights was askin’ God how to save the streets
Yeah
All we knew was get the paper but it was wreckin’ us for real
Cause we was sillyyy, didn’t know how to move
It was stickyyy, tell me what’s the move
Prayin’ for my blizzyyy, prayin’ for the crew
I need that Louis, we ain’t had no foood
Ahhh
Feelin’ all alone but imma be well,
I been on my own been by myself
But I know He watchin’ ova i don’t need a cartel
I’m just trynna ball, no NFL
Written by: Al-Khalim Blanc, Aquilas Pindi, Arnold Hamisi