Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cheyenne Harrell
Cheyenne Harrell
Vocals
Josh Monterossa
Josh Monterossa
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cheyenne Harrell
Cheyenne Harrell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cheyenne Harrell
Cheyenne Harrell
Co-Producer
Ian Jeffrey Thomas
Ian Jeffrey Thomas
Producer

Lyrics

Mmm
It's Chey.
Yaeyae!
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa
Yeah
Self motivation be my saving grace
I ask self what can I do better
Almost every day
Never am I fueled by hate
'Cause they gon love me for the right play
Then how I'm gon fill the tank
Jokes on you
You tried to prey on me
But you ain't say yo grace
Like MySpace top 8
I feel like God's fav
Gotta keep my money 6 o'clock
You know, my paper straight
I don't cook
But I can make a way
Persian rugs in front of brick wall fireplace
Foreign horses fluent in car race
The chosen one once shattered
Now a rose held in mosaic vase
My pen heavy
But could never write a poem
Pretty as God's grace
And oooh
If you let the Money make you self destruct
That's comma-Kazi
Living dreams
Got me sleep walking like Mozzy
The shine make they eyes burn like Ozzy
And the flow so outta body
I don't wanna hurt nobody
I'm just tryna be somebody
'Cause it's bigger than me
And the flow so outta body
A new v16 can't even see my drive
Outta body
I treat my girl like the penthouse floor
And elevate her
Better you are for you
Better you are for me
And our loves like a car
When you calibrate it
You see the fuel it takes to move
Only you can source
Met her then I cut off all my hoes
Showed no remorse
Vibe's so pure
I do you naturally
No Trojan horse
I might rock some all white 1's
But I won't force a vibe
Life is sweeter when them stars align
God really blessed me with vision
You can't sell me no dreams
You either with or against
'Cause **** die in between
I been round these **** to know
That they ain't real as they seem
But I understand this real shit ain't for everybody
Ima bare my soul
I put ROSE. on my clothes
'Cause Real Ones Still Exist
Stayed true through transitions
Now I feel the shift
God know I'm made for this
Legend has it when he in his bag
You see his spirit lift
Flow outta body
I don't wanna hurt nobody
I'm just tryna be somebody
'Cause it's bigger than me
And the flow so outta body
A new v16 can't even see my drive
Outta body
Yeah
Gotta take 'em to church one time
Can I take 'em to church one time
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Hey
It's Chey.
From the 818 side
You know the flow outta body
They be asking me how
Or why
A new v16 can't even see my drive
Whoa lord
Yaeyae!
Written by: Cheyenne Harrell
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