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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Goodbye Tomorrow
Goodbye Tomorrow
Performer
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preme__xy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Tomlins
Nathan Tomlins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stan Sono
Stan Sono
Producer
Gary Alan Rich
Gary Alan Rich
Producer
Maestro
Maestro
Producer
Golden Boy
Golden Boy
Producer
Goldenboy
Goldenboy
Producer

Lyrics

Smokin hay, trippin'
Expensive taste comes with expansive vision
The math is different
Shit don't add up, the culture push division
I'm on Ashland off Division
Beyond any type description
Yin yang made of black and white like penguin
Don't he shine like a diamond pendant?
Hair locked up but you can still comb all through my mentions
See how I could switch this whole city's style up off just a sentence
I miss my dog JROC I don't even know his sentence
It's a back catalog of cognac, that's for his re-entrance
It still be same story they steal my style and have to fence it
I don't have to say shit
Play this with ya gang - see who get defensive
Just cuz I dont show face on the G don't mean I'ma play submissive
If it's somebody more solid complete boi i must have missed it
Ooh ayy boa constrict it
Could have the game in my fist depending on how tightly I gripped it
The weather where Im at shifts off whatever mood I elicit
I been the one since **** was saggin backwards lil homie listen
Where you at tho?
Over here tryna get doe
Smoke O's, fuck hoes
Settle down with a queen grow old
Where you at tho?
Tryna get doe
Bring my people out the ghetto
Been on fire from the get go
A N.E.R.D. In the street still standin on it skateboard
P R E M E he finna disappear like he vapor
Never Anything Too Easy
Stones dangling feel evolved like Eevee
Plugged in like a EV, you don't see me through these all black Stevies
I seen the scene it's weak as shit, I'm debating if I should save it
I been on ur page baby, I knew u was trapped in the matrix
I get it, I got it we all gotta go thru the phases
But I'm miles ahead of you miles ahead of y'all like Davis
Frequency too high you need 9 ladders to even saysh
I need to up the meditaysh, I'm slimming up still running thin on paysh
My credentials seem like bragging but they will show you your place
I'll pull up like I was sagging but I won't show face
Where you at tho?
Over here tryna get doe
Smoke O's, fuck hoes
Settle down with a queen grow old
Where you at tho?
Tryna get doe
Bring my people out the ghetto
Been on fire from the get go
Fulfill a prophecy I'm a prophet seeker, uh
Pull up on the scene and I blow out the speaker
Eh, for the fiends
Written by: Gary Alan Rich, Nathan Tomlins, Stan Sono
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