Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Josepe
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Cowan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MerAlless
Producer
Mark (Mair) Pervov
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Da da da da da ay
Everybody wanna be taking me out now now
Stuffing cash into this duffle got them feeling foul foul look
Everybody wanna be taking me out now now
I ain't slowing down not bowing out for nothin lad
Stuffing cash into this duffle got them feeling foul foul
They want the clout man their heads just stuck up in the cloud clouds
Promise you I ain't the one fuck around you get painted up
They hating I still pray for love pour my pain on this paper run
This paper up majorly like as if my fuckin name was Trump
I'm doing everything I said I would and plus I raised the bar
I was really stuck up up in that bird cage cutting laps
Telling them how when i get out ima run this rap
A lot of people saying they're gunna gunna they're running trap
A lot of people saying they're gunna gunna get stuck in traffic
Yea we could run it back yea let's run it lad
I'm the only reason you breathing or even got a bag
You not a hustler you just out here fuckin robbing cats
Bunch of pussies that's a suffering succotash look
I say it slow so you can catch this bitch you keeping up
Talk is cheap and i I've seen enough of what the reaper does
I was screaming love while my people was leaving me in blood
I was screaming love while my people was leaving me in fuck
Everybody wanna be taking me out now now
I ain't slowing down not bowing out for nothin lad
Stuffing cash into this duffle got them feeling foul foul
They want the clout man their heads just stuck up in the cloud clouds
Promise you I ain't the one fuck around you get painted up
They hating I still pray for love pour my pain in this paper run
This paper up majorly like as if my fuckin name was Trump
I'm doing everything I said I would and plus I raised the bar
Everybody wanna be taking me out now now
I ain't slowing down not bowing out for nothin lad
Stuffing cash into this duffle got them feeling foul foul
They want the clout man their heads just stuck up in the cloud clouds
Promise you I ain't the one fuck around you get painted up
They hating I still pray for love pour my pain on this paper run
This paper up majorly like as if my fuckin name was Trump
I'm doing everything I said I would and plus I raised the bar
Everybody want it till they got it then they fumble it
You judging on the surface no idea what sitting under it
I'm on some goat status leadership bitch you just a sheep
He aint aint want no publishing dropped the record now the numbers lit
Shit got me laughing got me thinking where I started from
Back before serving time up in jail for doing nothing wrong
Protecting my son and doing time for it put me back on God
The dictionary definition of an underdog
Everybody wanna be taking me out now now
I ain't slowing down not bowing out for nothin lad
Stuffing cash into this duffle got them feeling foul foul
They want the clout man their heads just stuck up in the cloud clouds
I'm out
Written by: Joseph Cowan