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