Lemonade · Internet Money · Gunna · Don Toliver · NAV
B4 The Storm
℗ 2020 Internet Money Records / TenThousand Projects
Released on: 2020-08-28
Producer: Nick Mira
Producer: Alec Wigdahl
Producer: E-Trou
Producer: Pharaoh Vice
Producer: Taz Taylor
Studio Personnel, Mixer, Mastering Engineer: Edgard N Herrera
Studio Personnel, Asst. Recording Engineer: Terrance Armond
Author: Caleb Toliver
Author: Navraj Singh Goraya
Author: Sergio Kitchens
Composer: Nicholas Mira
Composer: Alec Wigdahl
Composer: Elias Latrou
Composer: Henry Nichols
Composer: Danny Lee Snoddgrass, Jr.
Composer: Daniel Desir
Composer Lyricist: Donny Flores
Composer Lyricist: John Mitchell
Composer Lyricist: Jocelyn Donald
℗ 1973 Universal Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc.
Released on: 1973-01-01
Producer, Associated Performer, Recording Arranger, Vocalist: James Brown
Studio Personnel, Engineer: Lowell Dorn
Studio Personnel, Mix Engineer: Bob Both
Associated Performer, Trombone: Fred Wesley
Associated Performer, Electric Guitar: Jimmy Nolen
Associated Performer, Electric Guitar: Hearlon Martin
Associated Performer, Bass Guitar: Fred Thomas
Associated Performer, Drums: John Starks
Associated Performer, Percussion: Johnny Griggs
Associated Performer, Percussion: John Morgan
Composer Lyricist: Fred Wesley
Composer Lyricist: John Starks
Composer Lyricist: James Brown
[intro]
i been trying not to go off the deep end
i don’t think you wanna give me a reason
i been trying not to go off the deep end
i don’t think you wanna give me a reason
[verse 1]
had to come and flip the script
had a big bone to pick
got the short end of the sticks, so we made fire with it
let em burn to a crisp, now that’s a sure fire flip
she’s a boss, she’s a bitch
i’ll take that as a compliment
i seen em moving real low, but leave em on a high note
always lead with love, yo
mama raised me thorough
they better wake up, niggas on the way up
you ain’t finna play her
[pre-chorus]
shawty gon’ get that paper
shawty tongue rip like razor
shawty got wit, got flavor
pardon my tits and make-up, pay her
dribble then hit that lay up
shawty aint with them games, yuh
shawty gon’ get that paper, pay her
[chorus]
i been trying not to go off the deep end
i don’t think you wanna give me a reason
i been trying not to go off the deep end
i don’t think you wanna give give me
i been trying not to go off the deep end
i don’t think you wanna give me a reason
i been trying not to go off the deep end
i don’t think you wanna give give me
[verse 1]
please proceed to light this bitch up
life ain’t fair, you fight for your cut
think i spy your eye on my bucks
great, look, now the lion woke up
you eying my shit, inquiring shit
live for the minor event, i finally slip
built on the bodies of men, nobody winning
contain what i’m bottling in just benefits them
[pre-chorus]
shawty gon’ get that paper
shawty tongue rip like razor
shawty got wit, got flavor
pardon my tits and make-up, pay her
dribble then hit that lay up
shawty aint with them games, yuh
shawty gon’ get that paper, pay her
[chorus]
i been trying not to go off the deep end
i don’t think you wanna give me a reason
i been trying not to go off the deep end
i don’t think you wanna give give me
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