Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Deandre Malik Smith
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Deandre Malik Smith
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ashton McCreight
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Come on, yeah
Eyes closed, vision clear Even when I'm asleep I'm focused
Dreamin' bout yachts on the ocean It could all happen for you, know it, keep going
AMG Benzes, Cartier lenses Glocks with extensions
Oh, not to mention, chain cost your pension I can feel the tension when I move through the trenches
Eyes on the prize, but the path's so twisted Gotta hustle hard, make moves, stay consistent
Clock ticking fast, no time for pretending When I speak words, better listen
****, pay attention I done turned two to a fourth then six'd it
Add it up, split it, I'm in love with digits When I see ya bitch, that's a bad decision
Lead by example, my young **** get it You ain't gotta question, if I said it, then I did it
Stunting, that's my vibe every mood calculated, I can't hide
From the bottom to the top, I take flight In the spotlight
Stunting, that's my vibe every mood calculated, I can't hide
From the bottom to the top, I take flight In the spotlight
Yeah, every boss take lessons For real, stay down, now I'm flexin
On God, coppin' crypto, my obsession Cold game in these streets, but I ain't stressin
Every time I make a move, I want the whole nine Fuck that bitch so good, she say she all mine
Used to serve everybody to the finish line I was gettin' money, wasn't stackin, blew it every time
Thinkin' you bigger than the program, watch the bag fly Thinkin' you bigger than the game scene, **** cry
Flippin' a one to a two, a double every time Flippin' a two to a four, now I'm in my prime
Sean yea that ****, boy, he cold Walk the bitch straight down, then she froze
Cartier Frames clear like coke They wonder how I get it, nobody knows
Seen the money double up, so I'ma go get it We can talk foreign hoes on some fly shit
Talk foreign whips with a fly fit All back then, triple back, low mileage
Ain't shit change in the same game Two fly guys poppin' at the same lane
And my bitches cold, all pressure need that nine-nine, three red leather
Stunting, that's my vibe every mood calculated, I can't hide
From the bottom to the top, I take flight In the spotlight
Stunting, that's my vibe every mood calculated, I can't hide
From the bottom to the top, I take flight In the spotlight
Stunting, like it's nothin' to me She fell in love with the lifestyle that I lead
I don't wait on bitches, bitches wait on me We take shots, reposado is what we drink
Let's hit a island for the weekend D&D your phone, post a pic, have them thinkin
Balenciaga bag, that's a $three,800 price tag I'm really havin' motion and I do it just to brag
Your ex-**** stalkin, Forgiato's got em mad
This is how I'm livin, I don't hate on no ****, ain't no competition
I just want the comments, you can keep the recognition
Written by: Deandre Malik Smith