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Imagine That
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joy Enriquez
Joy Enriquez
Background Vocals
Tiyon Mack
Tiyon Mack
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Jerkins
Rodney Jerkins
Composer
Tiyon Mack
Tiyon Mack
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rodney Jerkins
Rodney Jerkins
Producer
Francesco Martinez Burali-Forti
Francesco Martinez Burali-Forti
Additional Producer
Matt Champlin
Matt Champlin
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

If you ever looked down on me I'ma make sure that you're feeling me, yeah I know that you wanna get rid of me, yeah Oh, I can feel the energy, yeah I'm watching out for all the enemies, yeah We matching smoke like it's symmetry Oh, we was just trapping, got memories Mixing my feelings with drugs, no chemistry They think I be rappin', I'm just new to the industry Ain't no letting up bitch, you gotta be kidding me I'm in a rush and they been at a different speed, catch up Please don't say I changed 'cause I'm better, oh We was just down in the gutter, yeah They know I'm not like the others I don't be vibing with niggas, we not on the same thing I gotta run up that money and maintain Don't know what's been going on Tell me if I'm moving wrong I'm up late nights tryna make these songs Could've left you hanging but I brought you along That was my mistake I guess, my love too strong Blind to all your flaws, ain't see you doing me wrong I won't reach out for your love, been at this shit on my own Why would you cross that line knowing you was dead wrong? That nigga pumping like we got some problems I'm getting his head gone Fuck if they watching my moves I'm so outta range they can't clone Sometimes I'm not in the mood Puffing the weed 'til my head blown Can't put my trust into you You might leave me in the dead zone Couch in the basement, no bedroom My foot on the necks and it's dead on I am not feeling your vibe, gotta head on These niggas better give me some leg room I'm kicking shit, they don't wanna see my legs on I heard they turning they shade on I'm heated, I'm turning my rage on They want me to break out the cage on 'em Cool under pressure, I'm laid on them Fuck niggas, I'm gettin' paid on them They never catchin' me, hate on them Shooters on deck, I ain't catching a fade on them They made a left, I went straight on them Turn this shit up, why the fuck would I wait on them? Oh, fuck around and drag the V8 on them Oh, I know they don't wanna see me skate on them This weed got me booted, I keep goin' stupid I been getting to it, fuck nigga I can show you how to do it They know I pursue it, they feeling my music I was gonna make it out, you niggas knew it I tried to stall niggas out, but niggas blew it I wear my heart on my sleeves, I been through it Not looking for love, that shit be confusing Don't know what's been going on Tell me if I'm moving wrong I'm up late nights tryna make these songs Could've left you hanging but I brought you along I brought you along I guess we're not too strong Yes si
Writer(s): Rodney Jerkins, Tiyon Mack Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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