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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Cory Gunz
Cory Gunz
Stimme und Gesang
Jae Millz
Jae Millz
Stimme und Gesang
Kevin Rudolf
Kevin Rudolf
Stimme und Gesang
Mack Maine
Mack Maine
Stimme und Gesang
Tyga
Tyga
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled
Songwriter:in
Kevin Rudolf
Kevin Rudolf
Songwriter:in
Jermaine Preyan
Jermaine Preyan
Songwriter:in
Peter Pankey Jr.
Peter Pankey Jr.
Songwriter:in
Jarvis Mills
Jarvis Mills
Songwriter:in
Andre Davidson
Andre Davidson
Songwriter:in
Andrew Harr
Andrew Harr
Songwriter:in
Jermaine Jackson
Jermaine Jackson
Songwriter:in
Michael Stevenson
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
The Runners
The Runners
Produzent:in
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lu Diaz
Lu Diaz
Mischtechniker:in
Joshua Berkman
Joshua Berkman
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Chad Jolley
Chad Jolley
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Colin Rivers
Colin Rivers
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
J. Jackson
J. Jackson
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
The Monarch
The Monarch
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Believe that, it's DJ Khaled
It's that We The Best, YMCMB
We The Best forever
[Verse 2]
A million lights and a kick drum
The floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling 'bout this one
And we still young, you know
I'm breathing fire in your cup
It's not my fault if your heart's grown cold
It's not my fault if your heart's grown cold
[Verse 3]
Uh, new Hermes duffle bag
On the plane, see the sky through a little glass
Twenty hour flight, never jet-lagged
Sipping white wine, watching the sunset
Real love this close, I ain't never had
Sitting with you all day till the night pass
Damn, damn, ain't tryna fight that
But if we fall too fast, will the feeling last?
Now I'm looking over my shoulder, shoulder, uh
Champagne, good Dom and good times
And now it's all over
But can't blame me for all that
You was bright, now your heart all black
Tryna outshine the good with the bad
You a cold motherfucker, I ain't mad at you
I'm still shining
[Verse 4]
A million lights and a kick drum
The floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling 'bout this one
And we still young, you know
I'm breathing fire in your cup
It's not my fault if your heart's grown cold
It's not my fault if your heart's grown cold
[Verse 5]
Okay, you getting old and your heart turned cold
Timeline froze, mad at the world
'Cause you lived your life but this the life that we chose
Nights on the road for the nicest rolls
I mean long ass flights for these trifling hoes
But we don't crap out when the dice is rolled
I mean no life, low life
Say my name in hopes to get more life, **** live your life
Lame ass ****, you cook it with no spice
Lil B sacrifice, show me what your ho like
Hit her with that dope dick, now she's a dope fiend
Leo Lion the King, I'm looking for a dope queen
A First Lady, baby, Young Money's Barack
Baggy cargos, high mismatched socks
Me, Gunz, Millz, Tyga, we give 'em the chills
Weak riders get birth control pills, Young Money
[Verse 6]
Bright lights, Lord knows I live for these nights
You damn right, I'ma sip champagne till it blur my sight
Yanks fitted cap to the front like Jeter
My diamonds ain't fierce like an episode of Cheetahs, Jesus
Loud jewelry, loud speakers
Blowing loud weed with some loud divas, Millz
[Verse 7]
A million lights and a kick drum
The floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling 'bout this one
And we still young, you know
I'm breathing fire in your cup
It's not my fault if your heart's grown cold
It's not my fault if your heart's grown cold
[Verse 8]
Young Money, Cash Money, We The Best, Khaled
[Verse 9]
Uh, it's that summertime money time
Gonna rhyme good time, wanna dime, gimme mine
Loud smoke, quiet engine out the city lines
Pretty toes hanging out the window to the finish line
Spikes poking out my kicks like a porcupine
Young Money, Cash Money, We The Best, fall in line
Uptown thoroughbred from the South Bronx
Hot blocks in Miami, Khaled outcome
We made us, they hate us just to say the latest
Life nothing like a movie, I just day-to-day this
Remember it was hard tryna pay its wages
Nice spitting hard rhymes on the main stages
Independent, yeah, I told 'em major later
We some independent **** getting major paper
Shout Tune, Stunna, Slim, Mack
We play for, shorty, how we gonna give up that
YMCMB, lights, camera, action
[Verse 10]
A million lights and a kick drum
The floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling 'bout this one
And we still young, you know
I'm breathing fire in your cup
It's not my fault if your heart's grown cold
It's not my fault if your heart's grown cold
Written by: A. Davidson, A. Harr, Cory Gunz, DJ Khaled, J. Jackson, Jarvis Mills, Jermaine Preyan, K. Rudolf, Michael Ray Stevenson, Peter Pankie, S Davidson, W. Powers, Walter Douglas Powers

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