(Verse)
Quiet nigga but my dick
Vogue models ain’t it eat in too long can’t make records in Jue Lan
I’m in the stu til the budget done and it’s never done
Self made got my own bank no man hold my fate
Punch a tan off execs face if they play with my pub
In the four matic on a joy ride outta Jacob Javitz
Me and AR got a foreign habit attracted to girls in high fashion
Tell Rora James we getting married funds get my dick ard like rottweiler
Big mon getting chauffeured I’m a top shoppa medallion to my belly I’m a Don Dotta
My girl want a Bеnz like Janis Joplin
(Interlude)
Evеrybody wanna be lit but they don’t want what comes with it they don’t understand what comes with this money and fame and shit like nigga the niggas that got bread don’t want niggas knowing they got bread because shit can get real like the shit happens a bunch of times trust me
(Verse)
Ops come with the lifestyle can’t sleep in a dark house
Can’t live in the hood need a penthouse
Therapist told me move out anxiety was too wild
Whatcha know about palpitations
Ain’t sleep in three days cause of imagination
Twenty miles walks just to ease the racing
Getting death threats like they were basic
No price on peace of mind own blood want a piece of mine
Childhood friend wanna see me die I ain’t even have child
Money bring a lot of clouds I don’t even want the clout
Ima shine ima shine ima shine hoodie under stars like na na na na
Making withdrawals like ah ah ah if it ain’t in sync then it’s bye bye die
(Outro)
See the funny thing about it niggas know my work but they don’t know me how the fuck can I make hip hop records if Im always in the Jue Lan club every night you know like don’t ever get it twisted niggas is fly niggas but this is the dream right here getting the music out and it took me like two and a half to get to this point again God broke me down and built me back up in front of everyone people left me shout out to the real ones the day ones and shit and now I’m going to take it to the next level if you don’t see niggas in the pictures with me it is what it is like no bullshit I ain’t gone let someone I grew up with related or not related hold me back from my dreams I wanted this since I was a little nigga watching fucking Biggie Smalls on tv and you think Ima let you kill me and my dreams that’s a dub nigga we gone have to bulletproof the Benz and all that
XOXO was written by J.Mitchell & L.Smith.
XOXO was produced by Cobeau.
It took me a few days to write this song because the beat was so abstract I wanted to SAY SOMETHING MEANINGFUL. Cobeau recommended I wrote about two forms of success: the pleasures and pains. I recorded the demo in the morning. It felt special.
I sent Cash Race by Tinashe to Cobeau and she got inspired to make the XOXO beat. You can say this is like my Meek Mill song because I get personal and talk about how the people in my life affect me on the choruses part. On the verses I’m really rapping rapping on this one.
I wrote the lyrics at home and made a demo but when I got to the studio I couldn’t recreate the vibe I was going for on the interlude so I asked Tom to use the takes from my demo sessions.
I wrote this song because everybody wanna be lit but they don’t understand what comes with success. The roadblocks, negativity and emotions an individual faces while chasing his or her dream can turn them sinister if they let it