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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SahBabii
SahBabii
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Saaheem Valdery
Saaheem Valdery
Songwriter
Rockim Valdery
Rockim Valdery
Songwriter
Takudzwa Chireke
Takudzwa Chireke
Songwriter
Sébastien Jasinski
Sébastien Jasinski
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Black Bandana
Black Bandana
Producer
LenoxBeatmaker
LenoxBeatmaker
Producer
Sage Skolfield
Sage Skolfield
Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You come in by yourself and you gone leave by yourself
Ignore that pussy shit, bitch, believe in yourself
I believe I can fly, I believe I'm the best
Blow the weed in the sky hoping demon see my stress
I got you, my brother
Pull them racks out my back pocket, they thought I was scratching my bottom
Stay out the mix and get some money, bitch, I know you gon' blossom
When I found out that my brother dead I thought he was playin' possum
[Verse 2]
Stop trynna please them people that don't deserve to be pleased
Stop trynna tease them people that don't deserve to be teased
Runnin' round this world like you born with no meaning
I'on do the friends 'cause I'on really got no reason
Why the solid die and fuck **** still breathin'?
What happen to loyalty that shit ain't got no meaning?
I told God don't forgive them snakes, they greedy
Let them boys in heaven, they fuck around and kill Jesus
Say you got it out the mud, how the fuck you end up needing
What the fuck I look like asking a grown man to feed me?
You get locked up by them crackers, betta have you some Velveeta
'Cause they ass gon' try to keep you, boy, they genocidin' our people
I'm tryna buy some land so I can hide all my people
Don't wanna kill no black man but **** be tryna pull it
My son depending on me so I'm going to the fullest
Bitch I just built a army, swapped the semis for the fullys
[Verse 3]
You come in by yourself and you gone leave by yourself
Ignore that pussy shit, bitch, believe in yourself
I believe I can fly, I believe I'm the best
Blow the weed in the sky hoping demon see my stress
I got you, my brother
Pull them racks out my back pocket, they thought I was scratching my bottom
Stay out the mix and get some money, bitch, I know you gon' blossom
When I found out that my brother dead I thought he was playin' possum
[Verse 4]
Cut his face off the ID and glue it to a obituary
Death before dishonor put a **** in a cemetery
High fashion killers, Michael Myers wearin' Amiris
Ion trust a bitch, what makes you think I'm asking Siri?
I'm going clockwise, hope you do likewise
I'm going cockeyed tryna watch my guys
Yeah, them **** say they steppin' but they paralyzed
You get props for wackin' a opp, you get a whole prize
[Verse 5]
You come in by yourself and you gone leave by yourself
Ignore that pussy shit, bitch, believe in yourself
I believe I can fly, I believe I'm the best
Blow the weed in the sky hoping demon see my stress
I got you, my brother
Pull them racks out my back pocket, they thought I was scratching my bottom
Stay out the mix and get some money, bitch, I know you gon' blossom
When I found out that my brother dead I thought he was playin' possum
Written by: Rockim Valdery, Saaheem Valdery, Sébastien Jasinski, Takudzwa Chireke
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