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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moistrus
Performer
Myko Bellin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Moistrus
Songwriter
Myko Bellin
Songwriter
Charles Dumazer
Composer
Robert Hall II
Composer
Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah, look, yeah
5 a.m., 5 p.m. somewhere in the world
It's late but I ain't tryna slide a DM to a hundred girls
I'm tryna chase this music, I thought y'all knew this
Forgot y'all blew it
Y'all dudes are clueless, check on the news print
Flowing deep like the ocean
On my way up like promotions, got the haters scopin'
But I'm steady watching, I'm exposing bruh
And if it's business we talking then I'm open bruh, look
Young kid with a dream of being seen
And being heard by the words
That I scream and on the screen or through the air waves
Tryna spread this message like it's fair trade
Had a vision, now I'm on a mission for some air play
And God-willing, I start winning
And the minute I get it is the minute I start living
The minute I start giving to niggas in soup kitchens
And women with two children, no daddy or food with 'em
And I'm blessed, I'm truly blessed
If you can guess, I had to get this off my chest
And this the best way to handle all the stress
'Cause I'm the next to have my name up in the press (oh, yeah)
A holy mess, yeah
We gon' live it up, let me bring it back down
They think it's a game right now
But it ain't the same right now, know my name right now
Back where I came from now
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
When I was 12 I said I'd do it even if they didn't pay me
My dad looked at me like I was crazy
I got older, them rocks became boulders
The walk to the bus stop in the cold became colder
My bars became loaded, I got my profit motive
My pencil became a bomb and my songs started exploding
Ah, full of emotion and I wanna let it out
So I turned them into syllables and pushed the letters out
Then I pushed them records out for the rest to check 'em out
If the net is typing crazy, spell check them peasants out
She call me "lazy boy", I'm tryna get it on the couch
Throwing bands just for fun but she can max the debit out
I be going off, I be storming off the dome and it'd be rolling off
I guess I'm all in
They thinking hard, tryna find out how I'm ballin'
Finna change my middle name to Spaulding
Man I got it if you need it
I be deep in on the deep end
On my P's and they be peeping
When I speak it, you believe it
I be geeking, never seated
Always take it, never leave it
And I'm hard just like the cement
How I do it is a secret, look
Made moves my whole life, I came too far to quit
They say I'm not legit, I tell 'em I'm the opposite
And one day when my image is all faded
My music and the meaning gon' stay remaining
And I'm blessed, I'm truly blessed
If you can guess
I had to get this off my chest
And this the best way to handle all the stress
'Cause I'm the next to have my name up in the press, yeah
A holy mess, yeah
We gon' live it up, let me bring it back down
They think it's a game right now
But it ain't the same right now, know my name right now
Back where I came from now
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
Writer(s): Robert Hall, Charles Walter Dumazer
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