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Description
Composer: Kidwild
Producer: GW
Producer: Roddy Beatz
Producer: Josh Taylor
Producer: Tommy Parker
Lyrics and translation
Original
I'm better than you.
I'm in for me.
So danger. Danger. Danger.
I'm danger.
Yo, the proof is here. We ain't gotta say no more.
Ref gave extra time, like, "Come, let's play some more. "
You got a one-up, there's no point settling scores.
The job's not done, so what would I get complacent for?
No chick in my armor.
They road out us.
With the old one, but Remetarda, bro wanna let that rip in the stadium. I tell him it's scary, like Jonza.
You can with chance, I fly out and frown like founding fathers.
I'm having my way. I wouldn't say the odds been in my favor.
And now that I'm bait, I want it low-key. Can you sign that waiver?
When they ask me how did I do it? I just say that God is my savior.
I did it for the love of the game. No, we ain't counting favors, but I still count my blessings.
I nearly spun out and lost control. Then I found out how to change my settings.
Life so mad, the plot got twisted. He found me tryna write my ending.
I'm the proof, the truth, the one. So authentic, no pretending.
Yo, the proof is here. We ain't gotta say no more.
Ref gave extra time, like, "Come, let's play some more. "
You got a one-up, there's no point settling scores.
The job's not done, so what would I get complacent for?
No chick in my armor. They road out us.
With the old one, but Remetarda, bro wanna let that rip in the stadium. I tell him it's scary, like Jonza.
You can with chance, I fly out and frown like founding fathers.
My bro wanna beef my bro like Sierra and Suni.
I'm letting the brown ones too and the label screw me.
Ill intentions, so on the follow-through, you know I'm going in toothy.
My cams won't stay gold, wearing on my black face like Gucci. Language barrier, Spanish one living in Kent.
Similar dialect, leave my city, I'm doing my speech like Trent.
From Kennington, went tennis in Bengo, watch my friend like Ken.
Said I'ma blow and reach Uranus, my guy at ninety percent, it's tense.
The proof is here. We ain't gotta say no more.
Ref gave extra time, like, "Come, let's play some more. "
You got a one-up, there's no point settling scores.
The job's not done, so what would I get complacent for?
No chick in my armor.
They road out us.
With the old one, but Remetarda, bro wanna let that rip in the stadium. I tell him it's scary, like Jonza.
You can with chance, I fly out and frown like founding fathers.