Top Songs By Marqus Clae
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marqus Clae
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marqus Richard
Composer
Carl McCormick
Composer
Dylan Ismael Teixeira
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardiak
Producer
Nami
Producer
Razor Sharp Dre
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We start to finish, I had a plan that we'd start the business
My arms extended to real **** that's lost in trenches
My granny died in front of me, I can't get off the image
Like why would God allow me to see something so descriptive
[Verse 2]
Eleven years later, I still sit with the same grief
Seconds away from hating the world, could you blame me?
Heart big as the Eiffel Tower, but still it feels cold
I'm kicking my way through the steel doors with Timberland steel toes
Now I'm seeking for vengeance
Couple of demons watching over me, they want me to give in
It felt good to see my uncle walk free from the shackles placed on his feet and received arrangements of peace
Shit, I feel like I'm responsible to show him the ropes
Of this new wicked world that got us all by the throat
Adrenaline simmering, mentally I'm fucked up pretty bad
I didn't really see a lot of good days looking back
Fuck it though
[Verse 3]
Mama used to tell me, "Lil' ****, go back outside"
Mama used to tell me to look a man in the eye
Mama used to tell me these bitches ain't got my back
Mama used to tell me these ****'ll get you whacked
[Verse 4]
Mama used to tell me, "Lil' ****, go back outside"
Mama used to tell me to look a man in the eye
Mama used to tell me these bitches ain't got my back
Mama used to tell me these ****'ll get you whacked
[Verse 5]
Ay, this is my prophecy, I got to see the peek of the light
My life was obsolete, now I believe I'm eager to fly
Like eagles in skies, that sit over planes
I fantasize to float in the wind, up under my wings (South coast)
Ok, the industry was never meant for **** like me
Too many wanna be seen, fuckin' up the regime
I had dreams of cruisin' in Benzes, moolah that's endless, I'm not cool with a pension
To go out or really learn how to maneuver through friction
It's all for what **** resort to for little attention
Aware of the blasphemous chatter, but rarely I listen
I never fucked with none of you **** to begin with
I don't want features or pictures or internet friendships
I'm on my Pac shit, with all odds against me, I viciously pop shit
They never care until the day you bigger than life
Or when it's over and your family remembers your life, damn
[Verse 6]
Mama used to tell me, "Lil' ****, go back outside"
Mama used to tell me to look a man in the eye
Mama used to tell me these bitches ain't got my back
Mama used to tell me these ****'ll get you whacked
[Verse 7]
Mama used to tell me, "Lil' ****, go back outside"
Mama used to tell me to look a man in the eye
Mama used to tell me these bitches ain't got my back
Mama used to tell me these ****'ll get you whacked
Written by: Carl McCormick, Dylan Ismael Teixeira, Marqus Richard