Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nikko Knight
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nikko Knight
Songwriter
Lyrics
It’s always the fam, or that best friend
You thought that was down, damn,
Since way back when….
Introspection sparks Intuition
Benjamin’s and tours
Top billin’
That prolly got a hurt, cuz you clock in
Yeah
This a special one copycats, the ones you inspire,
They hate that fact, so they jack
Nightmare shit, cuz it from fam or the friend, you swore that was kin,
Pretending with a demon within’//
That’s dangerous, like the flows I display shamelessly
Nameless when standing next to me, cant exist, so such a lane for thee//
Hook:
Im the true first rate version me, OG
You the second rate, non-great, late of version everything,.
Heavy pain from, from made up choices
Not a game like Heavy rain
Origami killa with the flow, oh my god you scared that ima blow
Verse 2:
Still hasn’t hit me that I’m back making music
Everybody got them a family,
34 with it, tryna get Grammy
Fearful ones can’t stand me//
Seeing what ya not….
Got that soul on fire
Miserable livin’ is when all dreams die, many let it happen//
Now they wanna argueeeeee…..triggered by denial//
Reside in the south, northern boy, though
With northern ass flow, yeah just like the Nile
Alien vibes, like close to the pyramids, Ho//
Best friends turn themselves into enemies, giving into envy, what it really it means, that they worthless
That’s the definition, check the verbiage//
Uh, that don’t fit in this rap, it’s verbage,
Wrong word, damn
Hook:
Im the true first rate version me, OG
You the second rate, non-great, late of version everything,.
Heavy pain from, from made up choices
Not a game like Heavy rain
Origami killa with the flow, oh my god you scared that ima blow
Verse 3
Like big Sean, I swerve
Anything that’s not this, got no time talk, bitch(girl sound effect )
Ain’t no pussy wet enough//
That could knock this, focus
Sike,
Thought I was gonna lie?
I’m not one those guys,
I give you my life, each the bar that I write
Ya ain’t that what ya like//
From the artist to the fan, listening
I really give a damn, building up the Knighthood
Brand//
I’m not here to make friends, feel me
, this ain’t way back when
But it’s still Hip-Hop whenever Neek drop,
Damn, when you do, you can hear a pin//
Drop, soul killer like ya girls top,
Bands’ll make her do more than dance, huh?
****, no one want to thot
Written by: Nikko Knight