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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Torey D'Shaun
Performer
Le’roy Bronner
Performer
Janae Harris
Performer
Christopher Michael Hulvey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Torey D'Shaun
Composer
Ryan Bert
Composer
Christopher Michael Hulvey
Composer
Lasanna Harris
Composer
David James
Composer
McNealy Jane Fargo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Torey D'Shaun
Engineer
Carvello
Producer
Christopher Michael Hulvey
Engineer
Lasanna Harris
Producer
David James
Producer
Connor Back
Engineer
Jacob “Biz” Morris
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Look up in the sky, think I saw somethin' (saw somethin')
I came from the wick, boy, I'm raw cousin (raw)
Opened my hands, never lost nothin' (no sir)
The way this thing feels, got 'em all jumpin'
It got 'em all jumpin'
It got 'em all jumpin'
It got 'em all jumpin'
It got 'em all-
This ain't doomsday, this that crack-tomb-day
This my redemption for everyday I threw away
I'd rather be man than a rap star
I'd rather put the Bible where the plaques are
Trade in my shackles for a necklace (necklace)
Head on a swivel like I'm neckless
Yeah, I'm unashamed, and I'm reckless (and I'm reckless)
"Sir, ID please", boy, I'm on the guestlist
Before I was a leader, I was servin'
I put it on the line, it was worth it
I hope they feel these spirits in these verses
This one for the people who been searchin'
Look up in the sky, think I somethin' (saw somethin')
I came from the wick, boy, I'm raw cousin (raw)
Opened my hands, never lost nothin' (no sir)
The way this thing feels got 'em all jumpin'
It got 'em all jumpin'
It got 'em all jumpin'
It got 'em all jumpin'
It got 'em all-
Put my feelings on the track like a second place runner
Christ hit the devil with a stone-cold stunner
Heard he rolled that rock away, and it look empty to me
Looked in the mirror, God whispered to me, "He look different to me"
Okay, okay, pulled over by the light like 12 comin'
I was dark, I got saved at 12-somethin' (eastside)
I was waking up to bangin' in the chrome
Flyin', talking too much with my hands, I was so blind
Hahaha, we gon' see who get the last laugh (mm)
Forever rich, this ain't setup from no cash app
East St. Louis baby, know that God for the get back
Jesus was born in the hood, don't forget that, you heard me?
(Eastside, eastside, eastside, eastside)
This got to be your first time at the milk and honey
You crazy, you better check that book of life
Boy on great money
The big God expectin' me
It got 'em all jumpin'
Writer(s): David James, Lasanna Harris, Christopher Hulvey, Ryan Bert
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