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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Sean
Vocals
Rogét Chahayed
Keyboards
Otxhello
Keyboards
Milan Beker
Keyboards
Ashley Merchant
Background Vocals
BEAM
Bass
BERG
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rogét Chahayed
Songwriter
Johnathan Hulett
Songwriter
Jasper Harris
Songwriter
Presley Regier
Songwriter
Tom Levesque
Songwriter
Milan Beker
Songwriter
Chauncey Hollis
Songwriter
Tyshane Thompson
Songwriter
Nami Beats
Songwriter
Bailey Goldberg
Songwriter
Benjamin Saint Fort
Songwriter
ERYN ALLEN KOEHN
Songwriter
Othello Houston
Songwriter
Sean Michael Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Producer
Rogét Chahayed
Producer
Johnathan Hulett
Producer
Jasper Harris
Producer
Presley Regier
Producer
Tom Levesque
Producer
Otxhello
Producer
BNYX®
Producer
Milan Beker
Recording Engineer
Eryn Allen Kane
Producer
Julian Vasquez
Recording Engineer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Brandon Blatz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
BEAM
Producer
BERG
Producer
nami
Producer
Lyrics
Uh
Yeah
(Hit-Boy)
Yeah
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Straight to the top, that's how I rock (aye, aye)
Aye
Back to the basics
Back to the work like we back from vacation, we never not takin'
We what? Back to the basics, back to the basement
I love makin' progress, you peons not makin'
Bro turn his back on me, then push back up on me
I'm not really fazed by his fakeness
I'm cut from a different cloth
Engineered from a different tier type greatness
Okay, let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, I got it
They love to talk shit but can't top it
I might just style your stylist (oh, God)
They went and did what I did after I did it
Shit, ironic (damn)
The way that I did what I did
My bitch love to call me iconic (so iconic right now)
Aye, aye, aye (like, "What the fuck?")
The time ain't gon' free up, the contract get read up
Your business is fucked
Crackers runnin' it up, why they kickin' they feet up? (Stupid)
You might as well signed you a prenup, then copped you a Fiat (Swerve)
Don't worry, I got properties that you could rent out
I'm not a new artist, brodie, I been out
These hoes wanna end us, these boys think I'm finished
But I turn the tables like Funk Flex in NY
Yeah, it's gon' all come around like a fish eye
And I'ma need all that love back that I dish out
The peace is Jesús, yeah, I had to go Biggie (oh, God)
Y'all niggas rap like y'all actin' like Shiggy
I'm in a Mecca, you boys can't touch down in
They turn a conscious rapper unconscious
They feed these gangsta rappers to piranhas
They take off your Cartier, fill it with diamonds
To put on they eyes just to hide all the trauma
I just ain't rhymin' to rhyme, bitch
We back to the basics
Back to the work like we back from vacation we never not takin'
We what?
Back to the basics, back to the basement
I love makin' progress you peons not makin'
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, I got it (aye)
They love to talk shit, but can't top it (aye, aye)
I might just style your stylist (aye, aye)
They went and did what I did after I did it (aye, aye)
Shit, ironic (aye, aye)
The way that I did what I did
My bitch love to call me iconic
Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Sean Michael Anderson, Milan Beker, Tyshane Thompson, Othello Houston, Bailey Rial Goldberg, Roget Lutfi Chahayed, Johnathan Hullett
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