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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Killer Mike
Killer Mike
Vocals
Blxst
Blxst
Vocals
Dammo Farmer
Dammo Farmer
Bass Guitar
Agape Jerry
Agape Jerry
Guitar
Warryn Campbell
Warryn Campbell
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Willy "Will" Yanez
Willy "Will" Yanez
Songwriter
Warryn Campbell
Warryn Campbell
Songwriter
Michael Render
Michael Render
Songwriter
Eliot Dubock
Eliot Dubock
Songwriter
Matthew Burdette
Matthew Burdette
Songwriter
Damien Romel Farmer lll
Damien Romel Farmer lll
Songwriter
Bryan Jones
Bryan Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beat Butcha
Beat Butcha
Producer
Renegade El Rey
Renegade El Rey
Recording Engineer
Wil Anspach
Wil Anspach
Recording Engineer
Project Pa$$ion
Project Pa$$ion
Recording Engineer
Sydney Wolfe
Sydney Wolfe
Assistant Recording Engineer
James A. Kelso Jr. p/k/a Kelso The Don
James A. Kelso Jr. p/k/a Kelso The Don
Recording Engineer
Migui Maloles
Migui Maloles
Mixing Engineer
Brandon Blatz
Brandon Blatz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Mastering Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Willy "Will" Yanez
Willy "Will" Yanez
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
[Verse 1]
Wit' my sixty-nine, fire bird from the curbs
I done had to work it like a square and had to serve
I'm listenin' to Big and Dre and crumblin' on herb
I'm pushin' down MLK wit' a quarter pound of herb
Passin' through the temp', I say a prayer for fallen soldiers
Rest in peace to Bruce and may God be with DG Yola
God bless the dead, that's for Boonk, that's for V
And God protect the livin', that's for me and that's for Sweet
We done made it up from shawties, drinkin' forties, livin' lawless (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Today shit finna flame, diamond flawless and I fault this
Thank the Lord I ain't a junkie, ain't a alcoholic (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
The pride of Atlanta, Michael Render studied ballin', all in
[Chorus]
Let's bring out the champagne, roll up a airplane, life is a rare thing (Life is a rare thing)
We rise, we fall, even when back to wall, I find a way I can maintain, yeah
Treat MLK like my memory lane, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
I put my blood, sweat, and tears in the game, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
[Bridge]
I remember them days, makin' minimum wage
I was tryna maintain, look how far I done came
Pop champagne for the pain, I'm campaginin' for change
All the progress we made, bigger things on the way
[Verse 2]
Hoppin' over hurdles into my Chevy converter (Yeah)
Swerve around them haters that don't wish to see me further (Oh)
My campaign for champagne coulda ended wit' my murder
Miss Betty say, "If you ain't saved in Jesus name, it's worser"
I had to be my own boss, not somebody else's worker
I know the prayer she prayed for me still served as my preserver
I know some of my actions, they was taxin' and I hurt her (Oh-oh-oh)
But Lord, if she listenin', please let her know I heard her
[Chorus]
Let's bring out the champagne, roll up a airplane, life is a rare thing (Life is a rare thing)
We rise, we fall, even when back to wall, I find a way I can maintain, yeah
Treat MLK like my memory lane, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
I put my blood, sweat, and tears in the game, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
Written by: Bryan Jones, Damien Romel Farmer, Damien Romel Farmer lll, Eliot Dubock, Matthew Burdette, Michael Render, Warryn Campbell, Will Yanez
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