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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tomi Lumiere
Tomi Lumiere
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tomiwa Rabiu
Tomiwa Rabiu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Banditt
Tyler Banditt
Producer
Matthew Morgan
Matthew Morgan
Producer
Kelvin Puyaoan
Kelvin Puyaoan
Producer

Lyrics

There's a fire deep inside of me
I can feel it burning now the match lit
Swear this really deeper than some passion
Got something to prove I can't lose I ain't average
Covid long gone but they still masking
People two face for blue faces lot of catfish
Don't care who hates cause who waited when I ain't have it
I peeped they stopped caring Ima show I'm not a has been
Never ever
Marching through whatever weather
Talking bout they worried 'bout me
I ain't ever felt no better
You know that you ain't no doctor
Guess that's why you never check up
You can't even come to me, don't act like you care if I'm bless up
Body bags on top of body bags, I'm putting beats in stretchers
All I see is yellow tape in booths, I been applying pressure
Always been the truth, you just a liar if you deny I'm special
Bunch of weirdos from my past they see me and try to step up
With their dumb and petty questions, "You still rapping or what"?
I peep their lil smiles and smirks, they gon' start laughing it up
Next time that I hear it boy I promise
Ima do what your dad should've done
Cause this convo bro I'm wrapping it up
I'm not taking disrespect, unfollow from the gram
Cause I know fasho that you still follow, you should know I am
Said for life but you stopped caring, I'll force em' to care again
City to city, show to show, I'm on a tear again
I started to move with my guard up
World around me tried to turn me to a Monster
Think you know yourself, they try to claim imposter
Build myself up, they knock me down I know
I need an escape I can't go home
Stuck outside my body's gone ice cold
But then again
You find yourself when it all hit the ceiling fan
I'll play the villain then
I got tired playing this friendly they on the ropes
Why I'm showing all this love, but they laugh and take me for jokes
Got smoke for you and you and you its eenie minie moe
Don't let me get on cause I'll run the game till I'm 44
Add a 4 I feel like Hov
Got more heat than your lil stove
You ain't dropped a hit in years I swear your catalogue is cold
All these hits, MMA, my catalogue been throwing bows
How you switch up on the code
Promise you gon' get exposed
I started to move with my guard up
World around me tried to turn me to a Monster
Think you know yourself, they try to claim imposter
Build myself up they knock me down I know
I need an escape I can't go home
Stuck outside my body's gone ice cold
But then again
You find yourself when it all hit the ceiling fan
I'll play the villain then
Written by: Tomiwa Rabiu
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