Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Malik Yusef El Shabazz Jones
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
I don't get out my head enough
Haven't wrote much
It's been a while
Since I've been the best version of self
Until I hopped in the booth
There's a lot to talk about
Then there's nothing to talk about at all
Dull moments
Nothing But Me energy is what I Bring
Glad I didn't cuff that swoop
She wouldn't see my vision
I could buy her new glasses
She wouldn't listen
I would say where I'm from
But why would I rep a city
That don't rep me
Reputation almost flawless
Never fraudulent
Sheesh Sheesh Gold
49-0
You know how it go
You can't feel my hustle
My life been a movie
You thought you really knew me
Thought I would show you my hand
Just like a Goofington
You would've thought I lost my old wave
All my life i been making mistakes
I just wanna be different
I be rapping I talk bout my life
I just hope you would listen
I know I was tripping, give me a minute
(No, No)
I was so reckless, pain yeah I felt it
I was so down because my people in heaven
I was just slacking
Ain't make it happen
Told myself ima blow up in a second
I was preaching, ain't talk to a reverend
Thought it was karma taking all my family
I can be able to buy you that Bentley
Whole time everybody gone envy'
Written by: Malik Yusef El Shabazz Jones
