Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JOYRYDE
Performer
Gold
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Ford
Composer
Kawaun Sanders
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah
My life on your whole life
Yeah
Uh
Ok, so niggas act like I been missing or something
I been missing that action, you like I ain't miss out on nothing
I got reasons for my absence, quit the weak-ass assumptions
Like you playin' victim, you did it, please don't act like it's nothin'
I got blood in my motherfuckin' pen
I don't need no fuckin' homies, I don't need no fuckin' friends
I just need my money stacked up, hopefully it don't bend
'Cause if it do, then I get backed up
I need to make amends, look, man, look
Get out of your ovaries, I been that nigga since Florentine
Since I did that with the poetry
Light like a bomb and it's blowing me
People look over me, I'm dedicated like overly
Overly, fuck a local, I'm a globally, phenomenon and it's lonely
I'm on my bag like some groceries
Just know I'm totally focused so if I don't see you ain't close to me
Niggas is ghosting me, Snapchat logo
Rap that, niggas not even half that
I was made like a lab rat
An experiment, government like you can have that
Get it done, nigga, Aflac
I'm a clapback, get the strap like a snapback
Cause my body get black, black
Throw a slap to you, like brrap, brrap, brrap-
Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck
Yuck (Oui)
Time and time again we see (See) (Uh)
It's strange
How some printed words can evoke emotion
Not a world of words, but of things
That you cannot express
Makes you wonder, makes you wonder what the world's coming to
Like it or not, you're getting one hell of a chance at life
And I hope you like it
Twenty years' work is beginning to take shape
This is a tough business; a mighty competitive business
We're not even talking about now
We're going to risk that and everything else
All he thinks about is tomorrow
If I go, I'll go, like this
Writer(s): John William Albert Ford, Kawaun Saunders
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