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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wiz Khalifa
Vocals
B.o.B
Vocals
Tech N9ne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Yates
Songwriter
Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr
Songwriter
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter
Christopher Golson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Drumma Boy
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
This, this, this, this one of them ones
Yeah, Teach N9ne
Turn me up a little bit more, Ben
So I can rock this the right way, brother
Okay
[Verse 2]
If you got twenty, twenty vision
You can see Nina handlin' this music with precision
If not, then it's fine with me
Just know this movement is vivid enough for the blind to see, Yates
[Verse 3]
How in the hell can you miss me?
When I'm countin' me mil makin' history
Trip the splits be that fifty, fifty
So we rip the script swiftly and zip through chips quickly
When the trash, mail, and pizza man see me
They get a fever and a cheesy when they see the man Neezy
I'm easily beast and my hand is in my belt
What? I'm independent, and I'm feelin' myself
A flunk, I won't be
I bumps the trunks, see
The ladies pop the monkey and drop the donkey
They want to flaunt me
My songs be funky
Steady gettin' that cheddar forever
But some people actin' like they don't see
[Verse 4]
I'm top dog, somethin' like a CEO
I'm callin' shots, call it Don Julio
But they don't really see me, though
But they don't really see me, though
All night, life like a video
Prime time, somethin' like a Super Bowl
But they don't really see me, though
But they don't really see me, though
[Verse 5]
With contact lenses, say he don't smoke
I'm rollin' up and let the contact get him
He even choked
My approach was to never to be broke
Kept my real **** close
Now the player turned to coach
I hear people sayin', why so many changes?
Why so many watches? Why so many chains?
I'm mixing kush with all these different strains
Ridin' in my Porche, listenin' to Purple Rain
So much knowledge I came up on, you just a Hollywood insider
The inside of my crib look like a gym
Speakin' of gym, I'm in the game, you're just a bench rider
You ride the bench, that mean you ain't playin'
You understand, hella fans
Bunch of hands, hundred grands, that's the plan
Wizzle Man
[Verse 6]
I'm top dog, somethin' like a CEO
I'm callin' shots, call it Don Julio
But they don't really see me, though
But they don't really see me, though
All night, life like a video
Prime time, somethin' like a Super Bowl
But they don't really see me, though
But they don't really see me, though
[Verse 7]
I'm truly blessed
I do request for all of you people to listen
I do see checks and movie sets
And never been a stranger to vixens
Pick up the pen, it's in my gut to win
I got a motive and I'm in it with a mission
You know what I'ma get it when I dip into it
I get through it, I've been a fighter with a vision
You can cover your eye, brother, but why?
'Cause your lady just discovered that my
Big rubber defies your lover blubber
So you utter replies with a tougher disguise
'Cause my payday done caught the nose of your lady
I'm at the beginning of my hay-day
Y'all better Wrekognize like Mayday
I don't know why jokers just won't let they eyes notice
Deep in my vocals, they keep yellin' that I'm doper
And I'll choke ya if your lips deny flow
So just buy jokes
You know couldn't see me with bi-focals
[Verse 8]
I'm top dog, somethin' like a CEO
I'm callin' shots, call it Don Julio
But they don't really see me, though
But they don't really see me, though
All night, life like a video
Prime time, somethin' like a Super Bowl
But they don't really see me, though
But they don't really see me, though
[Verse 9]
Earth, Priest (No more silencin' the church)
Monsignor (No more silencin' the church)
(No more silencin' the church) Bishop
(No more silencin' the church) Archbishop
(No more silencin' the church) Cardinal (No more silencin' the church)
Pope (No more silencin' the church)
Written by: Tech N9ne