Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jean Francois Duroseau
Jean Francois Duroseau
Songwriter
Samuel A Dennis
Samuel A Dennis
Songwriter
Michael J Williams
Michael J Williams
Songwriter
TreVon Golden
TreVon Golden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Grant Woods Valentine
Grant Woods Valentine
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yea you talk plenty moves a lot of holes in your circle Teammates with holes in shoes they trying hard to outwork you Deeper than hoes and crews disrespect those that have birthed you Alarmed then hit the snooze somebody's vice is your virtue After the higher ground Anakin that fire sound Cut off an arm and that leg see who's on fire now Face down your motives in question they let your faith drown It's beautiful if just for a second you saw that gold crown For every Hampton there's always a O'neal Once somebody knows a chef they're expecting a whole meal If supply is low remember the hungry they hold steel And it's stainless you keep your hands dirty prepping the kill Half-stepping is real ignore the noise and rep what you feel Each lesson appeals towards your definition of real Till the sevens you deal Somerset and Detective Mills Severed heads end up in a box for you to reveal Now we all have dreamed of flashing lights Better days no sirens plenty cash no fights yeah And we all been through some wrongs and rights We still play here's to long days and longer nights Now we all have dreamed of flashing lights Better days no sirens plenty cash no fights And we all been through some wrongs and rights Here's to those long days and longer nights the black orchestra These seven figure dreams are shaping my reality The blood money is worth the price of casualties Risking life to live it ever after happily after we split it fifty Try to make my share long enough to die and take it with me Tally my sins a couple mill buy forgiveness quickly Purchase my real estate in heaven mansion next to biggies Brooklyn shit Timbaland's bloody from being ten toes Standard issue or extendos murder in colder blood the Instrumentals that my pen froze Provide the theme music and Soundtrack for when I send those in other words I'm arrogant Banging my shit while I'm banging my shit respectively Actively aiming at an atheist for disrespecting me impossible For any human standing next to me to measure up to standard or the Pedigree Triple H the hammer when I move and swing it heavy for the Payback I promise that you'll get it during playback rise human Now we all have dreamed of flashing lights Better days no sirens plenty cash no fights yeah And we all been through some wrongs and rights We still play here's to long days and longer nights Now we all have dreamed of flashing lights Better days no sirens plenty cash no fights And we all been through some wrongs and rights Here's to those long days and longer nights the black orchestra What's a sun to a black hole I consume it all at most Fear is an illusion to a mind that doesn't have hope run it back This a smoking trick how I inhale ghost from the darkness im sparking Cause in the light no respawning if you get triggered Now I'm living like it's 1 in the chamber I channel the anger I traveled through danger was born with this fire It's easy to walk it easy to speak it a poem for prophet A casted angel relearning flight to get back to the cockpit I jesus walk it out like Andre verses better than Kanye Versus better than Dipset Im accapella like yahweh I'm bringing spirit to broadway clip in fully loaded machine Shooting at con ways, Gunplay like a shout outs I put names to these bars even when the lights out I'm remaining a star seeded in the gene pool of god I remain At the start the foundation of the new world order is black hearts
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