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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Xzibit
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Adè Bekoe
Songwriter:in
Alvin Joiner
Songwriter:in
Dominique Marquis Cole
Songwriter:in
Tremayne Joiner
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Big Duke
Produzent:in
Steve Baughman
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
It always come together, right?
[Verse 1]
Allow me to reintroduce Xzibit
Had to tell myself the truth, found truth to live it
The worst feeling next to death is feeling betrayed
Entrepreneur on the big screen, acting his age
We used to wake up drunk, sloppy as fuck
Get it together, you can do better, enough is enough
I can hear my father's voice, "You're not defined by mistakes"
Never count the shots you miss, only the ones that you make
And forgiveness is essential, it's so good for your health
It's gon' take time for your enemies, so just start with yourself
Dressed in a suit, in pursuit of generational wealth
I'm in the coupe with a woo-wop tugging my belt
But I gotta be a monster 'cause the cycle is vicious
How you turn around and hate me when I put you in position to win?
Man, fuck it, take it on the chin
My real **** gon' be with me 'til the end, believe that
[Verse 2]
California king, I stick to my subjects
I got love for my people, ain't nothing above it (Nah)
I'm bold, hotter than a stove, I dare you to touch it (Uh-huh)
Cut out the feelings like Achilles and put you on crutches (Yup)
I'm a man first, never sell soul for seconds
Put marijuana in the air, enjoying the essence
No other time like the present, I'm gifted with blessings (Okay)
Before I make this my profession, I got some confessions
I almost died when I was young when I got stuck in a gate
They had to lift it off the track 'cause it was crushing my face
Pick up the pace, clean plates, leaving nothing to waste
No more sketchy **** invading my personal space (No more, no more)
Could've supplied you with the bag, pounds, quarters and eighths
I grew up where everybody had a gun in they waist
But I chose to take a path a lot harder to travel
I refuse to lose my life at the end of a gavel
Half the battle not falling out of your saddle
When the bullshit jumpin', the flow ain't open for discussion
I don't fabricate the fiction, I fuck with the facts
And if you touch me with that hand, you ain't getting it back
Tre Capital
[Chorus]
At the end of the day, do whatever it takes
Chest out, back straight, look 'em right in the face
Ten toes down, my ****, this just how we was raised (Uh-huh)
But we all walkin' the same way at the end of the day
[Verse 3]
I hardly talk, I'm reserved, I'm cautious
Just watch me, I walk on my words regardless
For every single day we had to starve, no pardons
Snakes hiss in parsel
What you get paid to play your part is what's deserved
This shit be wicked, but I make installments
Take that shit in doses, you too exposed
I don't get involved, but watch it closely
Somewhere off the coast is where it's mostly found
I'm focused, energy read, don't approach me, just play it low
Heavy depend on the scale that you waiting for
What kind of scale that you weigh it on
**** just don't get it
I know it's real 'cause I feel it in my spirit
Ain't that some shit?
[Chorus]
At the end of the day, do whatever it takes
Chest out, back straight, look 'em right in the face
Ten toes down, my ****, this just how we was raised (Uh-huh)
But we all walkin' the same way at the end of the day
Written by: Adè Bekoe, Domo Genesis, Tre Capital, Xzibit