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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ARDN
Performer
Ardon Nsengiyumva
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ardon Nsengiyumva
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rhys
Producer
Nami Ondas
Producer
Lyrics
This for all the trials and the troubles we endured
Head above the water like a submarine explorer
Everybody wanna cut up it's a double edged sword
Cause a n**** sitting pretty
It'll get ugly for sure
If you ever try to come between the growth
I could never tolerate a "let me hold a dollar"
When you never tried to come to before
She just hit the follow
Thinking she just hit the lottery
And we ain't ever going back to broke
Those days we were living no chase with the bottle
N**** it was getting hard for us to cope
But Dolce & Gabbana don't change me
Remember when my
Mama said please don't let the fame get to me
I got trauma I don't ever let this pain get to me
Let my celly ring n**** you ain't ever getting to me
Gotta bring out umbrellas
Ain't no rain checks to me ah
Big boys you ain't threats to me
We ain't neck and neck when these n*****
Stand next to me
You seen nothing yet
This ain't even apex to me
I seen brothers act like broads
Y'all the same sex to me woah
Woah wait
Woah wait
The people beg for it that was just a throwaway
I don't break a sweat for it I just stack more weight
Y'all some internet boys n***** never show face
No way, no way y'all n***** meant for it
N***** cirque de soleil
I'm the big director you can call me Scorsese
I just did a show in Paris but y'all n***** dormais but
Mama said please don't let the fame get to me
I got trauma I don't ever let this pain get to me
Let my celly ring n**** you ain't ever getting to me
Gotta bring out umbrellas
Ain't no rain checks to me ah
I got the opps looking out the window
When I rain check
Top Dawgs don't worry 'bout the ones
Ain't at the same depth
Y'all better make that fame stretch
Cause doubling back could cause a train wreck
And I'll end up court for the way that I wave techs
Glass pushing on foot trying to find a Cinderella
She already knew my data 'fore I met her
Had to rain check
Open up umbrellas
Told her nothing last forever
Better wrap all her emotions up in leather
Like a bitch with no ass I ain't never had shit
Now I'm richer than all the n***** I went to class with
Popped out in the x7 Mazda I like to fast with
Never spoke on the ones that was cancer
But still was a black panther like Chadwick
I'ma die a G you n***** sweeter than diabetes
They ain't even giving ten percent
That's a finders fee
We spinning' like a dryer sheet
I stood ten toes and ain't have a dime to eat
And now the money counter stutter like
Mayweather trying to read
Mama said please don't let the fame get to me
I got trauma I don't ever let this pain get to me
Let my celly ring n**** you ain't ever getting to me
Gotta bring out umbrellas
Ain't no rain checks to me ah
Written by: Ardon Nsengiyumva