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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deante' Hitchcock
Deante' Hitchcock
Performer
Alex Belle
Alex Belle
Vocals
Jaiye Gardner
Jaiye Gardner
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deante' Hitchcock
Deante' Hitchcock
Composer
Brandon Phillips-Taylor
Brandon Phillips-Taylor
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandon Phillips-Taylor
Brandon Phillips-Taylor
Producer
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Mixing Engineer
Robert Mendioro
Robert Mendioro
Assistant Engineer
Daniel Vargas
Daniel Vargas
Assistant Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Mark Pitts
Mark Pitts
Executive Producer
Wayne Barrow
Wayne Barrow
Additional Producer

Lyrics

Rollin' up, hmm Get high for the lows, lows, lows You move to fast you need to slow it up, hmm Ease your mind and take it slow, slow, slow I know, I know I done been through some things but I'm still right here Through the hurt, through the pain, overcame my fears I must be growing up, hmm Maybe not, I don't know, know, know Okay, okay Woah nigga, woah nigga Mostly a nigga look just like me Okay, go nigga, go nigga Motivate nigga, you just might be, okay World made us cold, niggas tales from the hood like my nigga Spike Lee So you know I gotta stay on my toes Nigga ain't shit sweet, sugar honey, ice tea, okay Told niggas, one-two-three, way back, that the flow clean like Ajax It's a big payback, if you switch sides, no take back You know homie, don't play that shit Whole lot of manifestin' goin' on With a fortune like a young Pat Sajak Hard to find like a needle in a haystack Baby I need my space, that's why I'm Rollin' up, hmm Get high for the lows, lows, lows (Lows, lows, lows) You move to fast you need to slow it up, hmm Ease your mind and take it slow, slow, slow (Slows, slow, slow) I know, I know I done been through some things but I'm still right here Through the hurt, through the pain, overcame my fears I must be growing up, hmm Maybe not, I don't know, know, know (Know, know, know) Okay, uh, okay I'm doin' everything in 2019, so in 2020 I could see clearly I'm tired of makin' the same new Years resolutions on the fuckin' yearly I'm on the road to riches, in my own lane, let my soul steer me But even in the belly of the beast Was still God's son, I mean that sincerely Hope I never let Nas down But Nas ain't the nigga that'll need to hear me, why? He already got a million, but my niggas still stuck at the bottom Feelin' like there ain't no one who really got em Livin' like there ain't no fuckin' tomorrow really 'Cause there might not be no damn tomorrow I swear we livin' on time that's borrowed I talk to God, I was like, "God", God was like, "What's up?" I was like "Shit, my bad Cuz" She was like "Nigga, please told y'all to come how you is What's on your mind? I already know Wouldn't be much of a God unless I did" I was like "True, so what would you recommend I do? 'Cause I'm stressed enough as it is" God was like "Look, my nigga You didn't have to make it this far, but look what you did Flow like the wind We don't judge a fish when it fly nine or ten birds swim Be what you is, even when it hurt you Really we just out here to serve a purpose I set the stage, play roll them curtains Better make it worth Pass me the blunt, I see you" Rollin' up, hmm Get high for the lows, lows, lows (Lows, lows, lows) You move to fast you need to slow it up, hmm Ease your mind and take it slow, slow, slow (Slows, slow, slow) I know, I know, I done been through some things But I'm still right here (Still right here) Through the hurt, through the pain Overcame my fears (Overcame my fears) I must be growing up, hmm Maybe not, I don't know, know, know (know, know, know) Okay, uh, okay Hey, baby, I'm so proud of you You've been workin' so hard I know it's been a hard dream And a very long dream To see you go through your ups and downs I just thought let me talk and think about it Because I know that, you really deserve this Like, you're so deservin' of this I can't wait to see what your future looks like Keep workin' hard, keep pushin' And remember you're the greatest, I love you My darlin', darlin' Ay, ay So when they ask me why I think God is a woman And I said your momma cookin' must not be as good as mine Your lil' sister must not warm your Spirit when you see her crack a smile And you never seen one hold a child, in her arms That she just birthed Hands down, man walkin' this Earth surface Sure the closest thing I done seen to perfect Girl I'm with now is a nurse and workin' two jobs on the side Still tryna find purpose Givin' love to those who need it and not just those who deserve it That's the type of shit that make me love her more Couldn't cut her loose if I had scissors, this love galore She bring me peace, and no she ain't street in the least But if it's beef I know that she'll hold the heat for me like the oven door Really becomin' more and more convinced that I love y'all But y'all may love me more I don't think that I can compete with my mother's joy Seein' her baby boy live out his dreams 'cause years ago I wasn't even sure what I was livin' for Just know I love more than life itself My heart cold but I know the ice can melt How I'm your son but you shine like one And all them tears you cried for me To get through 'em, you must be Michael Phelps As the cards in this life get dealt I know I always got me some queens All my grandmas, partners, cousins and aunties Always on time like Ashanti Whether I need me some advice Or just wanna talk but it haunt me to this day That I ain't go see Brianna up in her hospital bed Convinced myself I had a lot on my head It ain't a lot, 'cause at the time then I did Lessons learned Putting things I should do today, off for tomorrow instead You, my momma, Nick, Grant and Brandon and Lina, mama Jay Auntie Tiarra, Jae, Tenay, auntie Kena, Claudine and Claudette Steph and Josette, Icy and Lisa, miss Tina Caroline, Blaire and Amethyst, Khi, Amina Made sure I started with love like Serena And if love is God and God is love Then these a couple places I've seen Started with love like Serena If love is God and God is love Man I mean woman, yeah
Writer(s): Brandon Phillips-taylor, Deante' Hitchcock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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