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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JID
Vocals
Benji.
Vocals
Olu
Vocals
Jean
Vocals
Sheed
Vocals
Hero The Band
Vocals
Vonda Fuller
Vocals
Barbara & Wilson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Destin Route
Songwriter
John Welch
Songwriter
Ian Welch
Songwriter
Taji Ausar
Songwriter
Margaux Whitney
Songwriter
Justin Barnett
Songwriter
Jerramy Barnett
Songwriter
Nicolas Barnett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christo
Producer
Benji.
Producer
Tane Runo
Producer
Yuli
Producer
John Kadadu
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nicolas "Dep" de Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
And now
My niggas
Our feature presentation
Fear not, hallelujah, I am proud, I wait to get in, I wait
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo (doo), doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, uh, uh
And as I lay myself to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
The pressure makes me, the journey takes me
To places where history can't stop or break me
You know it rains for somethin', you know the pain's for somethin'
I hope a change is comin', just keep on swangin' on
Swang on, swang on (oh), swang on, swang on
Swang on, swang on, swang on, swang on
Swang on, swang on, swang on, swang on
Swang on, swang on, swang on, swang on (uh)
Keep on swangin' lil' sis, keep swangin' lil bro
I'm 'bout to swang on Terry Payne because he said my sister hoe
Gettin' high from Swisher Sweets, chariots are swingin' low
Swastikas and the police, hang a nigga, swangin' rope
Peewee tried to swang on me, but I was with like 50 folks and he ain't know
But what was worse, I don't even want no beef with bro
We was toted, we was soldiers, we was soulless
We was sold, they sayin' somethin' 'bout his set
Nigga, that who he swangin' for
Swear you bitches don't know shit about our stress, about our woes
And my obsession with success by definition of my own
Sure as death is waitin' on our flesh and bones
Demon callin' my spirit, had to click the phone
Couldn't get to Courtney quick enough to give her warm big hugs
Told her, "You like the strongest woman on the fuckin' globe"
I watch my momma lose her momma
Go through drama and trauma but had to keep her head high
So we don't fuckin' know
I'm gettin' older, so when the world's feelin' enormous on your back and on your arms (ooh)
And your feet just as heavy you been draggin' through the storm (oh)
Starin' at the city, but you trapped inside a hole (oh)
Get your back up off the ropes, keep swangin' on (yeah)
Swang on, swang on, swang on, swang on
Swang on, swang on (oh), swang on, swang on
Swang on, swang on (swang on), swang on, swang on (swang on)
Swang on, swang on (swang on), swang on, swang on
Hello?
Swang on, swang on, swang on, swang on
Swang on, swang on, swang on, swang on
You know we race for somethin' (ah)
Swang on, swang on, swang on, swang on
Swang on, swang on
Writer(s): Taji Kemar Jones, Jerramy Barnett, Nicolas Barnett, Ian Welch, Dj Barnett, John Christopher Welch Ii, Destin Route, Margaux Whitney, Justin Barnett
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