Aminé's track is a celebration of personal growth and success, reflecting on his journey from humble beginnings in Woodlawn Park to achieving significant milestones in his career. The song highlights Aminé's loyalty to his roots and the people who supported him along the way. He pays homage to Kobe Bryant, acknowledging the impact of the late basketball legend on his life. The lyrics also delve into themes of financial responsibility, indulgence in luxury, and maintaining integrity amidst newfound fame. Aminé emphasizes the importance of uplifting those around him, suggesting true success is shared with one's community. #Growth #Success #Loyalty
Woodlawn
Lyrics
(Yung Lan on the track)
(James about that check, boy)
Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for Mark
Playin' him my shit through the phone
He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne
You ain't really on, 'til all yo' niggas on
I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home
Look, R.I.p Kobe, nigga, R.I.p Kobe (yeah)
You was like a dad to a nigga, so I'm sad my nigga
Had to get you tatted on me (true)
I keep the niggas that I trust by my side (true)
'Cause everybody want a piece of the pie
There's a Buffie the Body in every city
And sloppy toppy the hobby, so baby get in the ride (ooh)
Bitch you bad as fuck (ay), swipe the Visa (true, wait, wait)
Just watch what you spend 'cause my Mama need rent
And my neck gotta look like a freezer
I keep some Prada on my ass (yeah)
I put Chanel on her bag (you're welcome)
Shawty wanna sit on my face like a new chair
I ain't gon' show up 'til you pay up and it's all there (uh huh)
Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for Mark
Playin' him my shit through the phone
He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne
You ain't really on, 'til all yo' niggas on
I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home (oh)
Back out (ohh), I'm finna blow her back out (ohh)
I'm sippin' on a Moscow (ohh), yellow suit like The Mask now
Sexy my nickname (yeah), you'll bump this for six days (straight)
This shit is so hard, that'll make a hatin' nigga
do the muhfuckin' thizz face (goddamn)
Fly ass nigga handsome (jeeze), tantrum (jeeze)
G got a lil' Tecca it's a ransom (jeeze)
Don't play dumb muhfucka this the anthem (yeah)
I'm the lead lil nigga you the stand in
Ok, big money, big cash, Portland in this muhfucka, nigga, dig that (true)
I'm in this bitch singin' nothings to a bitch who mean nothin'
But I got a big heart with them big racks
Came a long way from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for Mark
Playin' him my shit through the phone
He tell me keep my foot up on they necks for the throne
You ain't really on, 'til all yo' niggas on
I tell him keep his head up and he set up when he home (yeah)
Came a long way
Came a long way, I done
came a long way, came a long way
came a long way, I done
came a long way
Came a long way
Came a long way, I done came a long way, yeah
Writer(s): Adam Amine Daniel, Gregory Andrash Sekeres, James Michael Alexander Maddock, Milan Sunil Modi
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
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