Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Aaron Donell
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Beazy Tymes
Produzent:in
Lyrics
She asked how you been?
How shit going for me?
Marvelous!
Until we walked in
This shit really didn’t get started
Tucked away her man
Must be she tryna fuck the artist
My rent money in one’s
Bitch I came here to throw all this
Coach i got a play
you can’t put this shit on pause
You lost my respect
Then I went and found it all
Can’t come to amends
That mean you a Lost Kaws
Turned into a threat
When I turned me to a boss
Before you clap a hand
You rather point the finger
That’s BIG hate
You a capper
Please back back
I need big space
Big big space
I’m a NASA
How I help you **** get paid
Then you switch ways
Made a bastard
TMC but on a Rev Run
I could never let you **** pass us
You got bitch ways
Not a bit phased
If yo bitch wave
I could splash her
Since the 6th grade, Vision been made
He still hit me when he need a caption
Yet I’m still all about action
I monetized passion
Now my money work for me
I keep the bread in my family
My mama, my brother, my shawty gone work for me
Ever since my mini me took his breath on this planet
I move with an urgency
Still turn favorite artist to children
They wrote my name down in case of emergencies
These are the flows I’m giving away
There’ll be no more need for your burglaries
Connection that we had is lost
Just like the kaws
It no longer works for me
She asked how you been?
How shit going for me?
Marvelous!
Until we walked in
This shit really didn’t get started
Tucked away her man
Must be she tryna fuck the artist
My rent money in one’s
Bitch I came here to throw all this
Coach i got a play
you can’t put this shit on pause
You lost my respect
Then I went and found it all
Can’t come to amends
That mean you a Lost Kaws
Turned into a threat
When I turned me to a boss
Written by: Aaron Donell