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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Stimme und Gesang
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Künstler:in
Wale
Wale
Stimme und Gesang
The-Dream
The-Dream
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
David “TropDavinci” Anthony Bermudez
Songwriter:in
Olubowale Akintimehin
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter:in
Terius "The-Dream" Gesteelde-Diamant
Terius "The-Dream" Gesteelde-Diamant
Songwriter:in
Devin Perez
Devin Perez
Songwriter:in
William Leonard Roberts II
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
The-Dream
The-Dream
Co-Produzent:in
Tropdavinci
Tropdavinci
Produzent:in
NixonOnTheTrack
NixonOnTheTrack
Co-Produzent:in
David “TropDavinci” Anthony Bermudez
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Mischtechniker:in
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mischtechniker:in
Kev "No Credit" Spencer
Kev "No Credit" Spencer
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Brandon Harding
Brandon Harding
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Javier Merino Valverde
Javier Merino Valverde
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

[Intro]
Some things are too good to be true
Some things you simply have to ask for forgiveness for
So please forgive me
This is not a new song, but the ways of a poet
It's only one Renzel, ain't no versus
Can't no **** do it how I do it, nah
Fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
It's the biggest
Maybach Music
Uh
[Verse 1]
I'm bridging the gap, I did it with crack
Gap, crack
Impeccable flow, scribblin' facts
Elon money's a must, all the women I lust
Must, lust
If it wasn't for rap, still keep winnin' with us
That's with pen and the paper, I won't quit till we made it
If we beefin', we bangin', I won't sleep till we slay 'em
Will Smith with the smack, Chris Rock with the crack
Then forgot of his dream, Guy Fisher was back
All you wannabe thugs, rockin' corpse in the club
**** wanted the city, I just wanted the love
Box Chevy's in verse, can you spare me the dirt?
Lot of killers amongst us, I won't speak on the worst
Lavish livin' is standard, can I paint on this canvas?
Andy Warhol of wars, shit can not be for ransom
Shit can not be for ransom, shit can not be for ransom
Andy Warhol of wars, shit can not be for ransom
[Chorus]
Our lies scar so deep
We can't uncross things
How this came to be
That I love and hate you at the same time
Love and hate you at the same time
Oh
[Verse 2]
We record knowledge
I'm out of knowledge
North Faces and Foams, we grew up in that jawn
We was ballin' in Gordons before got Jones
Wake up early and go, still be late to the parties
Blame the watches I own, I'm showin' up ASAP Rocky
Stop me, Murakami my carpets
It's scary at the top, but at the top, we fear the bottom
What that say about y'all? Y'all can't make it off bars
I played your tape the other day, I'm afraid it's a "Nah"
It's a label to y'all, it's engravin' our scars
A decade with my guys, tribulations, and trials
My ambition is gifted, it's nothin' baby, I shine
Wow, that's crazy, all this labor paid for acres and farms
Ha, well, this thing of ours
Our DNA is everywhere, we like three Genghis Khans
It's the three-headed monster, mashallah that we still on
And to think some lack the patience, now so who be long
Yeah
Why these stupid goofy **** get they groupie on?
Maybach Music
[Chorus]
Our lies scar so deep
We can't uncross things
How this came to be
That I love and hate you at the same time
And hate you at the same time
[Bridge]
**** I used to know, bitches I used to know
Crazy how shit goes
Farewell
[Verse 3]
I may stumble and trip, I won't fumble a brick
If you come with a diss, I'ma come with the shit
Neither lackin', I'm loaded, had this bitch in the city
That's the pussy I purchase, swear you **** gon' feel it
Competition I crumble, **** murder for mumbles
Know they tappin' my talk, sellin' kilos all summer
Got the prices to drop, livin' nice as The Rock
Hookahs all through the mansion, it's so nice at the top
Million dollars in watches, **** envy my boast
Yes, it gotta be mine, all that sippin', I toast
Only dollars I sign, no economy flows
Heard you work with the feds, 'nother Barnaby Jones
Not a part of my bones, I just got a new bonus
So I got a new home, go to war like the Romans
This is not a new song, but the ways of a poet
Now it's time to go home, not the same for opponents
This is not a new song, but the ways of a poet
[Chorus]
Our lies scar so deep
We can't uncross things
How this came to be
That I love and hate you at the same time
And hate you at the same time
[Outro]
Crazy how shit goes
Farewell
Written by: David Perez, David “TropDavinci” Anthony Bermudez, Devin Perez, Isaac Hayes, Matt Jones, Olubowale Akintimehin, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Terius "The-Dream" Gesteelde-Diamant, William L. Roberts II
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