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Kojey Radical - Eleven | A COLORS ENCORE
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kojey Radical
Kojey Radical
Vocals
FEMI
FEMI
Drums
Dayna Fisher
Dayna Fisher
Bass
Ezme Gaze
Ezme Gaze
Cello
Joe Newman
Joe Newman
Guitar
Neil Waters
Neil Waters
Trumpet
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Piano
Trevor Miers
Trevor Miers
Trombone
Stella Page
Stella Page
Viola
Antonia Pagulatos
Antonia Pagulatos
Violin
Sam Kennedy
Sam Kennedy
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Palmer
Cameron Palmer
Composer
FEMI
FEMI
Composer
Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah
Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah
Composer
Kwame 'Kz' Kwei-Armah
Kwame 'Kz' Kwei-Armah
Composer
Neil Waters
Neil Waters
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kwame 'Kz' Kwei-Armah
Kwame 'Kz' Kwei-Armah
Producer
Swindle
Swindle
Producer
Prash Mistry 'Engine Earz'
Prash Mistry 'Engine Earz'
Mastering Engineer
'Joker' Liam McLean
'Joker' Liam McLean
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

This the realest shit I ever wrote Ever spoke into existence, I be letting go Of all the burdens I was holding, that's a heavy load Ain't no walking into heaven with a heavy soul Heaven knows that I've been waiting on a second plate And every blessing meant for me was not a minute late Every call that I would miss was left for you to make Now we can't talk when I miss you, I don't know who to blame Ain't no happy tomorrows, I feel like Novocaine Circulating my body like this was all in vain We were supposed to be Roc-A-Fella like Jay and Dame We were supposed to be robe life on a summer's day I was supposed to be with you, brother, through thick and thin Somewhere up in the hills splittin' them dividends Bussin' bands out the budget tippin' on strippers friends Life taught tell me ain't nothing pretty when winners sin Say you're destined for greatness if you just settle in And settle down You've been a king without a crown I used to want enough money, so I don't know nobody Now I got me some money, feel I don't know no body Now they asking favours that I don't owe nobody I need strength, I see them fold like Origami Plenty of women and alcohol in the hotel lobby Plenty niggas that claim they with us but we know they copy Thought that shit'd be different when the bag straight Thought we celebrating like my last days I used to write in my room, hoping that 'Pac would feel me Now I write every bar, hoping that Harry hear me I'm tryna get in my zone, I don't need no one near me No one near me, no competition, it's caught eye fearing No competition but those before me, I gave importance I might need a double album if I tell my story Tell my momma I love her more with every day It's hard now, but when I get it we go celebrate Said my sister, "Aye, thank you", I know she had my back Through everything, so when I did it I'ma give it back Tell my brother I got you after my second plaque Tell my niggas I love 'em and pray they never lack And nothing promised, ain't nothing promised, remember that Used to writing my truth, I can't hold nothing back
Writer(s): Kwame Kwei-armah, Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah, Cameron Lewis Palmer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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