Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Illinois
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Solomon Lawrence
Lyrics
Lyrics
My city really segregated
Enduring trauma is an education
Any small win you gotta celebrate it
Spilling champagne on this elevator
Realest nigga i know, and i met a lot
You could ask me how so,
But i rather not
Get into it,
Never stop...
Some days I sing from the soul
Everything either green or its gold
I shadowbox with demons
Need some control,
I sleep with a siren
Dreaming of a singer
And woke up to some sirens...
And woke up to it...
Fell in love unrequited, you know the usual
Nothing funny when you feel yourself repeating bloopers
Shaqtin' a Fool in a tailored suit
Bloody soles on the feet of another you
I sing sometimes
Long as they know I don't sing on no stands though
Ain't in the stands, I been too busy Playing Doh
Hand to hand combat, I'm with that jam bro
He's on fire like a candle
I'm on fire like a Rambo
One hand on the wheel,
One hand on the handle
Full bred shark I should eat tuna,
Full face mask i should be RMR,
Air holes on the pump sound like three shooters
Extended fam is Oklahoma, i should see Sooner
Nothing funny when you forced to repeat your bloopers
Home videos look like i can see the future,
Two kids still vibing in the background
Like that when I'm writing any rap now...
Been forced to have to back down
Didn't wanna do it,
Stepped up and laid a track down...
Now I run that
Writer(s): Solomon Lawrence
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