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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Sean
Big Sean
Vocals
Willie
Willie
Background Vocals
Jazmine Bailey
Jazmine Bailey
Background Vocals
George Lovett
George Lovett
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amaire Johnson
Amaire Johnson
Songwriter
Sean Michael Anderson
Sean Michael Anderson
Songwriter
Dwane Weir II
Dwane Weir II
Songwriter
Cedric Hailey
Cedric Hailey
Songwriter
Dalvin Degrate
Dalvin Degrate
Songwriter
Ivan Lins
Ivan Lins
Songwriter
Joel Hailey
Joel Hailey
Songwriter
Vítor Martins
Vítor Martins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Sean
Big Sean
Producer
Key Wane
Key Wane
Producer
Amaire Johnson
Amaire Johnson
Additional Producer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Key Wane Ayy I wanna dedicate this one to my son, Noah Hasani Daddy love you, boy Yeah And everybody just working through what they working through You know what I'm saying? Everybody making the best of what they got Ayy, ayy, look I know some OGs always working but they never paid Finding their way, but shit, it gotta be a better way The older that I get, I'm feeling the resemblance I look into my son's eyes and still see his innocence I see my inner child in him, and still the remnants Will he lose it to the world as an eminent? Or is it something that me and his mama had instilled in him? And the confidence you lose, you can build again He only nine months, barely sitting up He almost fell over, I caught him and told him (get on up) I'm only making plays now to pass it on One day my baby gon' have babies and I'm gon' be gone The way time moving, it really won't be long I pray I'm there for every memory you want me on I gotta teach him that it's more than a rat race More than a cash chase, and if you chase cash That just means that it's running away Instead of turning what you love into a company And watch the money come to me My, what has the world done to me? Judging people off of how they look, not what they done for me Don't assume it's number three of the four agreements I gotta start applying everything that I been reading It seem like the tragedy of losing kids'll never come I think about Trayvon, Breon-, my neighbor Deshaun Praying for protection for my family And that He keep his hands on me to fight through this insanity I lay down, tryna figure out the rest Close my eyes; picture Heaven, and it's where I'm at Gotta get on up (get up) Oh, no-oh, no Gotta get on up (get on up now) You can't sit down (gotta get on up) Oh, no-oh, no (gotta get on up now) You can't sit down (no, no-oh) Gotta get on up (ooh, no, no) Gotta get on up (get on up now) You can't sit down (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) Gotta get on up You can't sit down, gotta get on up (gotta get on up now) Oh-oh (you can't sit down) Gotta get on up now-ow (gotta get on up) Ooh (ooh, gotta get on up now) What is that? Da-da Dada?
Writer(s): Sean Michael Anderson, Amaire Carter Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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