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LOUIS CULTURE X YAMA//SATO "7AM" FT. BAWO
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YAMA//SATO
YAMA//SATO
Performer
Louis Culture
Louis Culture
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Wright
Louis Wright
Composer
Bawo Eburajolo
Bawo Eburajolo
Composer
YAMA//SATO
YAMA//SATO
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Interface
Sam Interface
Mixing Engineer
YAMA//SATO
YAMA//SATO
Producer
IDHEM
IDHEM
Producer

Lyrics

(Show dem think I gotta show dem) (Show dem think I gotta wait wait) 7AM But this shit keep me up Night missions got your boy Waiting on a Prius And my old shit Way better than your deluxe 7AM cos it's carpe diem Aye I write for myself cos it's therapeutic I write for the ones that may never do this I write for the kids cos they message me Talking bout when you gon drop that new shit I'm too in my head that's why I'm not cooling I'm too in my bread for a heavy snoozing I think bout my mum and her sacrifices And how she can't settle on What this life is Hands on the wheel But I got no license Have you got the bruddahs You'll ride or die with? I'm talking bout move wigs Dealing with all of the mood swings Days when we had all the food split Tesco boys using a few quid Ah yeah Where were you? P's back garden we were sharing zoots Had a pop shield I was staring through Mattress on the wall that repaired a booth Niggas in the club being bare aloof In their head think they're the truth Grew up round the set So you scaring who? Scaring who? (Show dem,think you gotta show dem) 7AM But this shit keep me up Wait 7AM But this shit keep me up Night missions got your boy Waiting on a Prius And my old shit Way better than your deluxe 7AM cos it's carpe diem 7AM But this shit keep me up Night missions got your boy Waiting on a Prius And my old shit Way better than your deluxe 7AM cos it's carpe diem Stack up with your Killy dem No one left behind we said Go get dat on foot or ped System said "black man fi dead" 06:52 Already hit me a lick let's move Tryna legit get me a suit I guess I'll commit,who would've knew? I had a rip,in most of my shoes She don't wanna link,there's not enough views A couple of ticks she left it on blue I know what it is (Is it?) I get it I was on tills Packing your bags The bread and the milk The cash in ya hands I copped me a grill They don't understand like nothing is real "Who is this man?" Messed up my back from filling the vans Developed a knack for "this isn't that" Couple of pillows I needed a booth How could I sleep on the truth? Nah,bun that shit 7AM But this shit keep me up Wait 7AM But this shit keep me up Night missions got your boy Waiting on a Prius And my old shit Way better than your deluxe 7AM cos it's carpe diem 7AM But this shit keep me up Night missions got your boy Waiting on a Prius And my old shit Way better than your deluxe 7AM cos it's carpe diem Stack up with your Killy dem No one left behind we said Go get dat on foot or ped System said "black man fi dead"
Writer(s): Bawo Eburajolo, Louis Wright, Yama Sato, Yama, Sato Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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