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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Potter Payper
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gottfried Nortey
Songwriter
Jamel Bousbaa
Songwriter
Adam Feeney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GX
Producer
Lewi White
Mixing Engineer
Will Lite
Mixing Engineer
Aaronorage
Recording Engineer
Chucks
Recording Engineer
Joe Brice
Assistant Recording Engineer
Calum Landau
Recording Engineer
Frank Dukes
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I never been a F boy, this ain't no forgery
Ain't no fraud in me or war in me, you're warnin' me?
They turnt bad, they must be drunk and disorderly
I see them off the internet and deal with 'em accordingly
Clean hearts always seem to be the poorest people
Your life's a movie, but nobody ever saw a sequel
When I die, don't cry, I need a whole cathedral
I think jealousy and greed's like the purest evil
[Verse 2]
Ten years I been rappin'
Six, I was in the can, the whole ten I stayed trappin'
When they was false flaggin', I was getting shit crackin'
Even in jail, I was making shit happen
I shared the link with Money and Flex cah that's standard
Basic rider, I'll be lucky if I'm standard
I trapped out a cat's house like it was abandoned
Now I need a mansion and I need a expansion
[Verse 3]
Marilyn your Manson, still rockin' with the mandem and we're rollin'
All I see is me, I don't see no opponents
Every time I rap, it's like a walk of atonement
I talk about the shame and the life I'm condonin'
Man are talkin' in the hood 'bout some dough I still owe them
So I'ma still rap about this gun I still roll with
Talk about this weed that I'm back-to-back smokin'
We all in the streets, but I'm the one who brung the hope in
[Verse 4]
Me who kicked the door in, now they pay him like they owe him
Nothin' you can show him
Still frontline, their sideline like a throw-in, you dickhead
I got Richard money, get your Judy delivered
I still fight with my demons, pray I'll soon be delivered
I'm in love with my freedom, in my mental, I take beautiful pictures
I wanna tell you all about it, but you wouldn't listen
Some days, I'm one step away from a stupid decision
[Verse 5]
I'm in and out with a bag, I ain't losin' my rhythm
You don't want my opinion when the sky is your limit
You can stay in your feelings, I'm gonna chase me some millions
Make me a legacy, I got bricks for the buildin'
They just rappin' 'bout drillings and they killin' civilians
Somebody take a look at the children and heal them
I'm prayin' for my boys who got G's and appealed them
I knew your intentions before you revealed them
[Verse 6]
I never been a dumb boy, there ain't no fool in me
I'm a diamond geezer in and out my jewelry
It's like the studio's the gym and I'm the orderly
Every day, I'm doin' sets for the set, I pray you thought of me
Underground, underdog, underpaid, overworked
I'm a public servant, I bag it up and serve
Hope the feds don't observe cah them birds are absurd
How you still sellin' dark in the dirt?
[Verse 7]
This legacy I'm building, it's become a obsession
I made it out the streets, come and hear my rendition
You can't trick me out my freedom
I don't really need your features, so I don't want the splits if it ain't even
I know you judge me on a pretense
I'm submerged, you won't even get your feet wet
Every day, I'm makin' money I don't need yet
I'm on the M-way listenin' to Devilz Rejectz
[Verse 8]
I'm thinkin' 'bout my massive, I mean passive income
I used to run blocks, now I pay to spin some
Some days, I wake up, I can't believe the outcome
I'm in Hakkasan, but i don't eat the dim sum
And I don't eat the duck too, but tell them bring some
Nowadays I got choices like I licked a big one
Should I wear the pinky or my lightnin' link one?
Ah
Written by: Frank Dukes, Gottfried Nortey, Jamel Bousbaa