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ONEFOUR & Abra Cadabra - MOVIE (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Onefour
Onefour
Performer
Abra Cadabra
Abra Cadabra
Rap
J Emz
J Emz
Rap
Spenny
Spenny
Rap
Lekks
Lekks
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abra Cadabra
Abra Cadabra
Songwriter
J Emz
J Emz
Songwriter
Spenny
Spenny
Songwriter
Lekks
Lekks
Songwriter
Kelvin Tang
Kelvin Tang
Songwriter
chandler Hammond
chandler Hammond
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
99hurts
99hurts
Producer
Chandler Jewels
Chandler Jewels
Producer
Deep Watters
Deep Watters
Producer
The Blindside
The Blindside
Producer
Leandro Hidalgo
Leandro Hidalgo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

You ain't gotta mention Netflix 'cause 'round us, it feel like a movie (what?)
Came from hoppin' them fences (huh), now I'm shopping at Gucci
This life that I live is a movie, but if you need me, this is the true me
Real badmen from the ends and I'm fuckin' rich, why you think they wan' shoot me?
Still screamin' out free levy (true), 'cause he got locked up for a shoo-
And this is for all them rappers, cappers, claimin' that it's just music (cap, cap, cap, cap)
And still I can't give no sorries to all of the opps out here we're abusin' (no way)
So I told my youngin' to boom and that he'd better blam at anything movin'
Bro's been itchin' to squeeze it, givеn him the drop, he's hittin' the targеt (oi, get him)
Aim at the bark and trust, when it comes to the members we step fully
Don't come half-hearted (that's gang)
Every time, we've been throwin' corn at the opps, lord knows when the warrin' will stop
Them boys start mentionin' V
Guarantee we all out, start tourin' the block (where they at? Where they at?)
Hammers and swords, we're tryna cause more than bodily harm
Bro asked if I'm packin', I pulled my jacket up, and I let 'ski know that I'm already armed (ha-ha)
44's in my palm, if I need shit done, I'm hittin' the Ls or Rs
As long as your throwin' up 4's or O's from afar, it's calm
You don't gotta mention Netflix 'cause 'round us, it feel like a movie (what?)
Came from hoppin' them fences, now I'm shopping at Gucci (what you know about that?)
This life that I live is a movie, but if you need me, this is the true me
Real badmen from the ends and I'm fuckin' rich, why you think they wan' shoot me? (brrt)
OFB, we turn **** corpse, before I touch road, I pray to the lord
Never shot him for the YouTube, shot him for the cause
You wouldn't believe what civilians saw
I left an opp on the floor, and he's bleedin', even his strap
Breeze cock when I squeeze it (baap)
Me? I can only rap what I live, and I live what I rap, I can never be deceivin'
Me I can't leave the past in the past, see a man a hold grudges, I will never leave it (nah)
Slapped his teeth out the baby .9, ask the tps about hand tings teething
I backed my shank, punched him in his face and took his gun, that's robbin', not stealin'
Had the hand ting stuck to his head
If he made a wrong move then I would have said "Beat it" (hrr, hrr, hrr, hrr)
Look, I got shanked once, and I caught him five years later and shanked him seven times more
Please thank the lord that I never had my gun
'Cah it would have been ten from the glock or more (baap)
Even though I'm on tour
All it takes is one call to my one hit just to get your whole block caught
And I ain't even tryna rap right now I'm tryna show you (brrt)
We rise hammers like Thor
You ain't gotta mention Netflix 'cause 'round us, it feel like a movie (what?)
Came from hoppin' them fences (huh), now I'm shopping at Gucci
This life that I live is a movie, but if you need me, this is the true me
Real badmen from the ends and I'm fuckin' rich (ha-ha-ha)
Why you think they wan' shoot me? (Ah-ha)
Broad day, see me out on the block (facts)
Swingin' this blade, get the hood taped off
Since '014 we callin' the shots
Be leavin' them drenched or we slappin' them off
Don't lose control 'cause you'll get deleted
And we got school kids that we're leavin' bleedin' (true)
Znu, can't forget about tino, these boys some actors, Robert De Niro (ah-ah-ah-gang!)
We round up the troops, we call them in
Stick come long, we shorten it
How many times we slide on the opps? Glide on the block, go raw with it
Sayin' our troops are awful, easy, five in the back, we slide and attack
Why are they talkin' 'bout scoreboards, really?
Come on bruz, are you mad, are you mad? (are you mad?)
Look at these days on the field, it's a relay (don't run)
He don't try and compete as an older (no way)
I'm more like a chauffeur, don't get over (huh, huh), had to hold down for my soldiers (yeah)
I move white, I move green, I whip Benz and 'caine and that cola
Might see dippers out but not strippers out when we swingin' that grrt, boa (baah)
He's stupid (yeah), we're spinnin' the block like Rubin, Russian roulette
I got youngers clutchin' the blade (huh), the youngers of age, the main top proves it
Like raise up your arm, sound the alarm 'cause the opp boys snoozin'
Too many of the opps turned duelists, somebody tell them boys stop losin'
You ain't gotta mention Netflix 'cause 'round us, it feel like a movie (what?)
Came from hoppin' them fences (huh), now I'm shopping at Gucci
This life that I live is a movie, but if you need me, this is the true me
Real badmen from the ends and I'm fuckin' rich, why you think they wan' shoot me? (Gang)
Written by: Abra Cadabra, J Emz, Kelvin Tang, Lekks, Spenny, chandler Hammond
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