Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
6LACK
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cobalii
Songwriter
Nik D
Songwriter
OZ
Songwriter
Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
6LACK
Recording Engineer
OZ
Producer
Nik D
Producer
Cobalii
Producer
Jared "JT" Gagarin
Mixing Engineer
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Joshua Deguzman
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Nate Mingo
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I know they love it when I talk that shit
It's really smoke, so you gon' wheeze for a second
Help him breathe for a second, still starvin' like I need for my seconds
Tryna find my stroke, it won't take that long, all I need is four seconds
I gotta get my dreams back, vivid, I put the weave down
But only for a week now, next week it's back to chief style
Dreamt the whole world went up in flames
It's been only me and 'bout five other **** promotin' change
I get sick of bein' looped in, I'm prayin' for a beat switch
Interlude transition, movin' on my feet quick
Limited thinkin', gimmicks and placements
Mimickin' faces, committed to the wicked and basic
Who am I to capitalize without givin' back?
We all human, but I can't go a day not feelin' Black
I made my money, but to my audience I'm still attached
It's like I know the whole world just want that feelin' back, yeah
Preach, I just came to terms, realize I'm just here to teach, yeah
Flawed, ain't I? I just failed a test 'bout last week
Readjust and make sure that you watch out for a leech
Said I'd do my best, I had a moment and I tweaked
Better that I'm honest, no more livin' in deceit
Words mean things, you gon' fuck around and see
No repeats, no deletes, what we got ain't guaranteed
Shit gets deep, it gets steep by my lone tryna preach
Half your lyrics weak, they just fuckin' up my speaks
Rather ride in silence, ride in private SUV, uh
Tryna do the work, but it ain't free, and it ain't cheap, no
Try but you can't cheat, no, fake, but you can't sneak, no
Presidential, still can't take the money when I'm gone
But I'm Chrisean, I can't leave the blue face alone
Buyin' time, can't leave the new face alone
Teach my babies how to really love they true face alone
Don't get hung up on image, just play your position
Was feelin' stuck, now I condition, and work on my pivot
We in it for the long run, no, it can't all be fun
You need a favor, call one, I be here when it's our day
Preach, I just came to terms, realize I'm just here to teach, yeah
Flawed, ain't I? I just failed a test 'bout last week
Readjust and make sure that you watch out for a leech
Said I'd do my best, I had a moment and I tweaked
Better that I'm honest, no more livin' in deceit
Words mean things, you gon' fuck around and see
No repeats, no deletes, what we got ain't guaranteed
Shit gets deep, it gets steep by my lone tryna preach
Written by: Cobalii, Nik D, OZ, Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr.