Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremiah Dalajon Jones
Songwriter
Quamaine Jones
Songwriter
Lyrics
I'll give you my mind
I'll give you my time
But listen up please do not speak ugh
I'm bending these rhymes
Contortionist spine
My pockets is growing so keep up
I keep em in mind (Huh)
Prada chanel it be mine (Huh)
Loosen my grip on that wood grain
Pardon my tongue that's that hood slang (Ooo)
Wishing on stars only get you so far
Slanging and banging can't get off that block
Fuck being patient I'm coming for yours
I came for that chilli don't need no rewards
Constantly moving unstoppable force
Recount the money just gotta make sure
And we don't move less a hunnid or more
We drip it all down gotta get the decor
Celebrate, never had shit so we celebrate
Thanking the lord for a better day
Blessed to be seeing some better days
Momma she told me it'd be like this
Eating dinner out at Ruth Kris
Bounced off a star here the proof is
We gone pull off in Tesla's that's roofless
Cannot count on nobody the truth is
Doing fine on our own ain't with new shit
Gotta stay on my grind yeah the true is
And I speak from my heart thought you knew this
Gotta keep all my ducks in order
Capitalize every quarter
Cannot hold me I move without borders
Carry a lot of this weight on my shoulders
That don't slow me down so I move stronger
Chase my blessings around every corner
Quamie'Yae in here cooking up gold bruh
In my music I spill out my soul bruh
Every inch of me filled with this Jones blood
But I feel it way down in my bones bruh
Moving differently front of the herd huh
Better than anything that you've heard yeah
And we placing ahead of the curve yeah
Ain't no synonyms to Sircle Phonk and them
And we move like a pack fresh out the lions den (Yeah)
Calculate movements can't make no mistakes in this
We shoot a movie on some Stanley Couubrick shit
We the best in this and this is the proof of it
Constant reminders keep me in the loop with this
Born with this gift and I'm planning on using it
God given gift and it ain't no abusing it
No looking back ugh it's all in my past huh (Yeah)
Ain't looking back huh it's all in my past ugh (Yeah)
Ain't looking back huh it's all in my past huh
SirclePhonk in this bitch, aye Yeah (Aye)
Sirclephonk in this bitch, aye (Yeah)
SirclePhonk in this bitch, aye (Yeah)
That shit fuego
Writer(s): Jeremiah Jones
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