Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Aaron G Productions
Songwriter:in
Sheku Ahmed Tarawallie
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Aaron G Productions
Produzent:in
Jaylen Mugz
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lyrics
Come again?
Heard dem man chattin' on the net
When they saw him he ran again
She not my type
But she is his ting
So I hit again
All in a days work
Oh my my
Here we go again
My My
Here we go again
One thing that I know
Is I'm never gonna take advice
From you so called Emcees
Got punched in the face
By ya Mrs. on the high road
Now you wanna talk bout legacy
Man I'm Sick of these guys always chattin
Making it seem like we are on the same pedigree
And ya venues caps at 70 people
Likkle man please don't chat me
Don't mention me
I'm in the boardrooms politicking tryna get the first of my millions
And ya know that life hits different
When your ideas
Are shaking up billions
They got no access to me
So I know the success they see
Is killin' em
And baby I don't do well done steaks
Like ya ex I'm a proper civilian
Gimmie the waygu medium
Imagine me beefin a eddiat
Imagine him thinking he's my rival
At that point I'm already defeated
He did what? I'm speechless
Then again not surprised
Cause everything he says
He is on the net
All disappears in real life.
So
Come again?
Heard dem man chattin' on the net
When they saw him he ran again
She's not my type
But she is his ting
So I hit again
All in a day's work
Oh my my
Here we go again
My my
Here we go again
I'm on
I95, 295, 495, 695
Tryna get straight to the paper
I'll see you man later
Through the valley of the shadow of the death
Man ah walk in a room
And I see that he claimed her
We take a seat and we laugh cuh
Cuz she... already knows ya ah hater
And that she settled for less
So I wonder
I'm sitting in a corporate setting
Watching nerds tell me about
What will be selling
And I'm thinking bout my bruddas on the roads still shelling
And its all real telling
Like how did I make it this far
I guess I'm chosen
And that's how its always gonna be
You man better watch your mouth
Better watch your tone
When ya talking to a man like me
I don't want your pleas
And I'm done pretending
Like me and you are cool
Or were bredrins
And I'm done politicking
With you bums and you sloppy
Seconds
Bro I don't care what you rep
Bro I don't care who you know
You man wouldn't let me in so
I'm here to burn down the whole door so
Come again?
Heard dem man chattin' on the net
When they saw him he ran again
She not my type
But she is his ting
So I hit again
All in a days work
Oh my my
Here we go again
My my
Here we go again
You insulted him a little bit
You got a little out of order yourself
I didn't insult him
I didn't insult him
Nah I didn't insult nobody
Give us a drink
The whole world is gonna see this
And they need to understand bro
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
When they saw him
He ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
He ran again
Ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
When they saw him
He ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
He ran again
Ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
When they saw him
He ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
He ran again
Ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
When they saw him
He ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
He ran again
Ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
When they saw him
He ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
He ran again
Ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
When they saw him
He ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
He ran again
Ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
When they saw him
He ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
He ran again
Ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
When they saw him
He ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
He ran again
Ran again
Heard ah man chattin' on the net
When they saw him
He ran again
Writer(s): Sheku Tarawallie
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