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Brent Faiyaz - Larger Than Life Album Lyrics



Brent Faiyaz - Larger Than Life Lyrics






Tims Intro

Sonder, Sonder, Sonder
(Ayy, Terk)
Marino Infantry (Sparkheem)
(Where's the sheets and funnel at Spizz?)
(Ayy, Manny, this joint crank fool)
Yeah, uh-uh (yeah)
Yeah, uh-uh (uh)
Uh-uh
Livin' larger than life (yeah)
Welcome, uh, ladies and gentlemen (ladies)
To something that's (uh) larger than life (ayy)
Yeah, Timbo The King (ayy, ayy)
Larger than life
You ain't see it comin', did you, baby? Nah
Let me show you one more time
That we larger than life

Let's smoke weed

Bitch, I'm ninety-nine overall
Bitch, I glide when I walk (mm-hmm)
Why you smile when I talk? (What you lookin' at?)
Why yo' eyes in my car?
Tryna see if I'll make room for you
Girl, it's always room for you and your whole group
What you go through?
'Fore I let you have your way, you will want to stay
You'll go on okay (livin' larger than life)

Livin' larger (uh, larger than life, yeah, larger than life)
Larger than life (larger than life, yeah)
Larger than life (larger than life)
Larger than life (yeah, larger than life, uh)
Larger than life (larger than life)
Larger than life (larger than life)
Larger than life (larger than life, larger than life)
Larger than life
Larger than life
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Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, David Patino, Jason Avalos, Terrence Davis, Timothy Mosley
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







Last One Left

You gotta pick a side
Is it theirs? Is it mine?
If they gon' run yo' life, then get your ass outta mine
Tell 'em, watch their f*ckin' mouth when they speak about us
They ain't got no room to talk, no
All of they niggas done gone
You the only one left that got someone to call your home
Before you think about leavin' out
Think about when you at home (crazy feelings)

They ain't got no room to talk, no (make me stay in love with you)
Baby, you know I love you
Oh (crazy feelings)
Feelings (make me stay in love with you)

It's your life, but are you gon' share it with mine?
Make up yo' mind
In the meantime
Tell 'em, watch their f*ckin' mouth when they speak about us (us)
They ain't got no room to talk, no
All of they niggas done gone
You the only one left that got someone to call your home
Before you think about leavin' out
Think about when you at home (crazy feelings)
Oh

All they do is talk 'bout us (make me stay in love with you)
(Crazy feelings) oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
(Make me stay in love with you)

Ooh, shit

Yeah, flaw shit, a nigga like me can't participate (yeah)
Know your friends don't like me (yeah)
Day you leave (yeah), bet they anticipate (yeah, why?)
I don't bust a sweat, I bust a check, she hyperventilate (oh)
Be careful 'round them bitches in ya business
I was 'bout to say ('bout to say)
I just wanna toss ya up and floss ya up with such and such (oh)
Crazy style to see you smile
They see us out, plus and plus (okay)
Her ex a slouch, want to knuckle up
Hate to see this shit, won't f*ck it up
Gon' ride, went down, and up, and up
This shit get deep, so buckle up
Want a piece to test your luck? Solid pipe, but pressure bust
Still ain't say, "I had enough"
She want my nut, I take her soul
How they grit they teeth then say, "That's goals"?
Get with them and that shit is a stretch
Stick around and that shit is slow

(Crazy feelings)
I'm sayin', like (make me stay in love with you)
You can go the other way
Or you can go the right way
(Crazy feelings)
You gotta make it make sense
This shit is strong, this shit is (make me stay)
This shit is larger than life (in love with you)
This shit is me and you, damn
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Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, David Patino, Khalil Wright, Melissa Elliot
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







Forever Yours

She might be bad but she a stranger
She ain't got nothin' on that bitch
(She know the good things)

You know 'cause she might have everything that I want
But I never try it, no
Why would I?
What does it mean?
But this feeling's strange (but this feeling's strange)
It's something that I can't explain
I try to deny it, but I can't
The feeling's so strange
But this feeling's strange
It's something that I can't explain
I try to deny it, but I can't
And I won't let you down (I swear I won't let you down, down)
You have my word
Forever yours, forever yours
Yeah, girl I'm all yours
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Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, Jonah Roy, Rich Paul
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







Best Time

I've been all over the world (you know)
Thought that you the finest one
I done seen the finest dimes
But all the pretty girls come from VA (that's right)
Then it's New York and M-I-A
Then, it's PG you're 'round my way
So I never had to stay away (should've never stayed away)
For long
Say you're goin' where?
Ain't nobody goin' if we ain't gon' be there
Keep her on your arm 'cause she gon' wanna stare
All the pretty girls wanna be gay (I'm sorry)
F*ck around and find out
She like one of mine, now she mine now
You just turn around and she gone now (should've never stayed away)
For long (for long)

Be the best time she's ever had (time)
Be the best time she's ever had (yeah)
Be the best time she's ever had (the best time, all the time)
The best time she's ever had
The best time she's ever had (yeah)
Be the best time she's ever had (all the time, you know)
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Writer: Chad Hugo, Christopher Brent Wood, David Patino, Pharrell L. Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC







Big Mad Skit

I guess I'm nothing and I'm something at the same time

"Hello?"
"Yeah, now you want to pick up your phone, you stupid ass bitch, what's going on?"
"No, I know you're not calling my phone on this bullshit"
"Son talking about he seen you and Brent section staring all at this nigga big ass eyes"
"Why the f*ck you worried about what the f*ck I'm doing? You not my father, boy"
"Listen, listen, listen, it's crazy, I was just with you"
"You know what it is"
"Now you- oh, why the- hold on, hold on, hold on
Who the, who the f*ck is that laughing in the background?
Hold on, who's that laughing?
And I know if you with Tamika and her stink pussy ass"
"Boy, what you don't know is him and his niggas got motion, you don't, you a broke ass nigga"
"Bitch, I got motion too, I just got my promotion"
"You a chump ass nigga"
"Hold on, how many are y'all there? How many bitches is that?"
"You chump ass nigga, you don't wanna do shit"
"How many bitches is with you?
'Cause I know if it's, aight, if it's three of y'all
It's only seven-, it's only seven dollars between y'all"
"You a chump ass nigga, you don't spend it"
"So I don't even understand why y'all talking to me like that
Bitch, y'all think y'all outside living life and shit like, y'all bitches living lives of a whore"
"Man, we living life, living larger than you nigga, f*ck is you talking 'bout?
We living life larger than life, f*ck is you talking 'bout?"
"Aight, bitch, say no more, aight"

We could be all we need (need)
(What else?)
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Writer: Afolabi Rosiji, Aheko Shorter, Chidozie Michael Arah, Emmanuel Arah, Juan Wood II, Terrance Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







Moment Of Your Life

You looking better than you ever did
If you told me the secret, I would spread that shit
To every girl that I meet
So they would know how to be

That shit tastes fresher than a peppermint
If you want me to kiss it, I'm not hesitant
I know you're kissing me back
Just like that

And I got every other thing that I need and want but you
And I've been wanting you, so what you wanna do
Tonight?
Make this the moment of your life
And I got every other thing that I need and want, but you
And I've been wanting you, so what you wanna do
Tonight?
Make this the moment of your life

Tonight, babe
Boy, you look better than you ever did
I'll show you my secrets, can you handle it?
I don't wanna hide
Always been a good girl, but I got a bad side
Can I show you, baby?
I'ma guarantee you won't forget
I don't wanna taste, I want the whole damn thing
I don't wanna fight
How I feel with you, it feel right
What you on for the night, baby?

And I got every other thing that I need and want but you (you)
And I've been wanting you, so what you wanna do (what you wanna do?)
Tonight?
Make this the moment of your life (life)
And I got every other thing that I need and want from you (baby)
And I've been wanting you, so what you wanna do (baby)
Tonight?
I'll make this the moment of your life

Do you right, there's nothing like you and I
Boy, do me right, and if you like, stay the night
If you don't mind, you should try to stay the night
Boy, I don't mind, and if you like, stay the night

And I got every other thing that I need and want but you
And I've been wanting you (now what you wanna do?)
So what you wanna do
Tonight?
(You know what I wanna do)
Make this the moment of your life (make this the moment, baby)
I got every other thing that I need and want but you (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I've been wanting you, so what you wanna do (yeah)
Tonight?
Make this the moment of your life
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Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, Coco Jones, David Patino, Donald Holmes, Emmanuel Arah, Gerard Thomas, Melissa Elliot, Terrance Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing







Outside All Night

I been outside all night long
Lookin' for some signs in the stars
I need some insight to your heart
I been outside all night
I been outside all night long
Lookin' for some signs in the stars
I need some insight to your heart
I been outside all night

Told me all the things I wanna hear
You been outside all night long
Told me all the things I wanna hear
You been outside all night long

Yeah
Shit was lit from the jump, but ain't no fun when it end
Just don't go f*ck my friend, just don't go f*ck my friend
That's out of spite or revenge, she said, "Better call in advance"
When I pull up in a Benz, when I pull up in a Benz
We can sit, chew gum in the Benz, they call us Doublemint twins
They don't know my government name
They don't know that's a name we share
We don't do no ho, no sharin'
We don't do no pics, no starin'
And her ice all white like Karens
And we shine so bright like Paris
Got me singin' outside of your window, stereo and stones
Throwin' rocks up at your window out my comfort zone
Tell your folks, "Don't be alarmed," I hope your mama ain't home
This about the fifty-hunnid time you curved my call
Ain't no simp, nah, we ain't on simp
We on pimp, that's word to Brent
Ho, don't flip (ho, don't switch)
Block on my chip on my shoulder
Glock on my hip, I'm a soldier
I'm content off the rip
If you do dip, I'm a loner, uh (yeah)

I been outside all night long
Lookin' for some signs in the stars
I need some insight to your heart
I been outside all night
I been outside all night long
Lookin' for some signs in the stars
I need some insight to your heart
I been outside all night

Told me all the things I wanna hear
You been outside all night long

If I let you in
Can you promise you won't be outside doin' me wrong?
'Cause I can't be out here just f*ckin' on anybody
Can you show me, and not just anybody?
But I'll treat you just like everybody

I been outside all night long
Lookin' for some signs in the stars
I need some insight to your heart
I been outside all night
I been outside all night long
Lookin' for some signs in the stars
I need some insight to your heart
I been outside all night
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Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, Jonah Roy, Nyla Nasir, Rakim Mayers
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







Wherever I Go

I should've never got so close
I should've never told you things
Now, your code can match my code
I should've never taught you things (mm-hmm)

I might see you out sometimes
Then I remember when you used to be mine (be mine, that's mine)
Mine (that's mine)
If only I knew, I'd take care of you
You could've skipped the line (now you outside)

It's like you (it's like you know)
Why would you be here?
You're wherever I go
Listen, you're playin', girl
It's like you know
And that's why you go
Wherever I go (you're wherever I go)

I shouldn't have let you know
Should've never brought you things
I shouldn't have let you close
I should've never bought you things (oh, yeah)

I might see you out sometimes
And I'll remember when you used to be mine (be mine, that's mine)
Mine (that's mine)
If only I knew, I'd take care of you
You'd be with me all night, yeah (now you outside)

It's like you (it's like you know)
Why would you be here?
You're wherever I go
Face it, you're playin', girl
It's like you know (you know)
And that's why you go
Wherever I go
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Writer: Anthony Rampias, Chidozie Michael Arah, Christopher Brent Wood, Elliot Day, Thomas James McLaughlin, William Williskeating Keating
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







Upset

I be like f*ck it at the same time I don't say f*ck it
Now look what I'm stuck with
I don't care if I'm in the wrong, I don't get upset
I don't care if you in the wrong, I don't get upset
I be like f*ck it at the same time (I know I can't trust it)
Now look what I'm stuck with
I don't care if I'm in the wrong, I don't get upset
I don't care if you in the wrong, I don't get upset

I like your style, but I know that you're the worst
But don't judge me
You lyin' in my bed now, it's above me
So don't get it off your chest, I know you love me
Don't judge me now now now, me now
I know it don't matter 'cause you'll dive, you'll dive in
I don't wanna draw the line, darling
You've come too far, you've come too far
You got your views, got your views
But I don't really think you got no social cues (oh, no)
Hangin' up round your neck, that's cheap perfume
I caught it from a thousand miles away

I be like f*ck it at the same time I don't say f*ck it
Now look what I'm stuck with
I don't care if I'm in the wrong, I don't get upset
I don't care if you in the wrong, I don't get upset
I be like f*ck it at the same time (I know I can't trust it)
Now look what I'm stuck with
I don't care if I'm in the wrong, I don't get upset
I don't care if you in the wrong, I don't get upset

I just came back from a flight, feel crazy
Hope ya lil' mans don't get upset
Came a long way from the minimum wages
When I get paid, don't feel nothin'
I just came back from a flight, feel crazy
Hope ya lil' mans don't get upset
Came a long way from the minimum wages
When I get paid, don't feel nothin'
I just came back from a flight, feel crazy
Hope ya lil' mans don't get upset
Came a long way from the minimum wages
When I get paid, don't feel nothin'
I just came back from a flight, feel crazy
Hope ya lil' mans don't get upset
Came a long way from the minimum wages
When I get paid, don't feel nothin'

I be like f*ck it at the same time I don't say f*ck it
Now look what I'm stuck with
I don't care if I'm in the wrong, I don't get upset
I don't care if you in the wrong, I don't get upset
I be like f*ck it at the same time (I know I can't trust it)
Now look what I'm stuck with
I don't care if I'm in the wrong, I don't get upset
I don't care if you in the wrong, I don't get upset
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Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, Emmanuel Arah, Roobyns Felix, Thomas Richman
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







On This Side

Uh, cash out
Go to Prada (what?), I need clothes
Go to Melrose for some- (nyoom)
I'm at LA, at the Grove (shh)
White Air Forces, I stay low
Marino shirt underneath the coat (uh)
Gotta stay fresh, R.I.P. Bankroll (Fresh)
Lightskin shorty like Keyshia Cole (lightskin)
I love that bitch (I love that bitch), X and O
Paycheck I see decimals
Codeine taste like jello
Might grow my hair like Melo
Neon lights, my car glow
Back to the future like Marty McFly
I pour up a deuce 'cause I gotta stay high
I drive her whip, I touch her thighs
When I pull out my dick, don't act surprised

I don't know what it is
Is it me or how I live?
You'll die to feel what it's like to be here on this side
I don't know what it is (she said she wanna go to, uh, Jamaica)
Is it me or how I live? (I told her, close her eyes, you be anywhere you wanna be)
You'll die to feel what it's like to be here on this side (you dig what I'm sayin'?)

Damn
Ayy, Cruddy
Been through some shit, got a hell of a story
Bought me a watch, put me more in my glory
Come to my spot, you can never record me
I'm tryna get it and better my people
Tryna show I want more, 'cause they know I get evil
I hate all the rumors, a nigga been hearin'
I'm gettin' this paper, them niggas pretendin'
I need a preacher, a nigga been sinnin'
I took some Ls, but I'm usually winnin'
I poured a deuce of the Wock' and I added some Quai' (Wock', Wock')
And that's just how a nigga been sippin' (damn)
I pulled out a hundred and showed her it's me
She buy me a pint, I might get on one knee
Put Chanel on her bag and Rick on her feet
When I lift up my arm, that's a quarter on me

I don't know what it is (we gon' get this shit long as they print this shit, man)
Is it me or how I live? (Know what I'm sayin'? Brick on my wrist)
You'll die to feel what it's like to be here on this side (long live the dead, man, free all the guys)
I don't know what it is (R.I.P. A$AP Yams, man, big sheets and funnel on deck)
Is it me or how I live? (Lost Boys, A$AP shit, man, Marino Infantry shit, man
Takin' over, man, for the 2000s, nigga)
You'll die to feel what it's like to be here on this side (you know the f*ck we comin')

Don't know what I got, but it's hot (yeah, yeah)
Maybe, it's my style that drives 'em wild (drives 'em wild)
Maybe it's the dough or the clothes
Baby, I don't know, I don't know (on my motherf*ckin' Flavor Flav shit)
Don't know what I got, but it's hot (five-hundred bitches in the crib like Ray J)
Maybe, it's my style that drives 'em wild (drives 'em wild)
Maybe it's the dough or the clothes (we still spendin' them bands for OG)
Baby, I don't know, I don't know (yeah, yeah)
I don't know

I don't know what it is
Is it me or how I live? (Oh, woah)
You'll die to feel what it's like to be here on this side
I don't know what it is
Is it me or how I live? (Yeah, yeah)
You'll die to feel what it's like to be here on this side

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, Spizz, man, pour that four up, let's get high, my boy
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Writer: Adam Kirkman, Anthony Round, Chidozie Michael Arah, Christopher Brent Wood, Colombian Thomas, Darnell Smith, Dennis Round, Johnathan Buck, Terrance Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







Dawged Em Skit

Let me light my J on a bitch-ass nigga
This ain't nothing like this, this, this industry shit going on
This ain't nothing like that, this shit real life man
And we bringing y'all real life
It's larger than life
Free all them men, free all the soldiers
Put ten years in this shit man, lost a lot
Shed a lot of tears
As long as my niggas here with me, we shining nigga, we eating (what else?)
Know what I'm saying? What else? Y'all bitches with me, you know what I'm saying
Oh, that's your bitch? She was leaving the club with Dawg in a mint
You know, we went up again and again
You know what I'm saying, don't spin right here, it's a Ben 10, you heard me?
Damn, dice game lit, just hit a Big Ben (damn)
Fly young niggas walked in, having a Rick off nigga
It's too much Rick, too much Rick you can't add it up nigga
Having more Ricki than Lake, you hear me?
(What else?)
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Writer: David Patino, Jamal Harris
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







Belong To You

Baby, I keep it way too raw
Done seen to many things, that's why I'm way too hard
I know too many ways that I could break your heart
So we're safe apart
It's something about
Baby, I keep it way too real
And it drives you insane that I can't change how I feel
But you still on my brain
And I'm still right here
Still right here

(I belong to, I belong)
You (I give all my love to you)
Give you all my love
(Every time I see your face, it makes me wanna sing
And every time I think about your love it drives me crazy)
Crazy, crazy (crazy)
(I belong to, I belong
I give all my love to you
Every time I see your face, it makes me wanna sing
And every time I think about your love it drives me crazy)

You say we done, we be f*ckin' again I think maybe I keep it too real
I'm with her but got you in my head
I got visions, you grippin' the bed
So your friends keep callin' you crazy
But it's f*ck 'em, you answer the first ring
She just sent me a text, "You belong to me"
We need one-on-one time in Palm Springs
Hate the fact you be actin' just like me
Thorugh the back, they ain't checkin' for ID
Courtside seats, better than Spike Lee
Every time I see your face, make me wanna blow a bag
Ain't no simp, baby, bounce if you wanna leave

(I belong to, I belong)
You (I give all my love to you)
Give you all my love
(Every time I see your face, it makes me wanna sing
And every time I think about your love it drives me crazy)
Crazy, crazy (crazy)
(I belong to, I belong
I give all my love to you
Every time I see your face, it makes me wanna sing
And every time I think about your love it drives me crazy)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Christopher Brent Wood, David Patino, Jerome Woods, Marcelluis Rayvon Register
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC







WY@

I be doing shit I really shouldn't do, for real
That's why I always tell you come through, for real
After this time I'll be through for real
I be doing shit I really shouldn't do, for real
That's why I always tell you come through, for real
After this time I'll be through for real

Voy a estar aquí para ti, para siempre
Te estoy esperando con mis piernas abiertas y mi corazón abierto
Me acuerdo de tu sabor en mi boca
Nadie me hace temblar como tú
Quiero que me comas como ese helado que tanto te gusta
Besitos, papi

Even I know you ain't no good for me
But you feel so good to me
Every time I come back I try to leave
So how you end up back with me?
Oh (I don't know)
This ain't what I want, this is something else
Something that ain't good for my health
And I've been searching, but I can't get no help
And I don't feel like myself, oh

I be doing shit I really shouldn't do, for real
That's why I always tell you come through, for real (ooh, oh-oh)
After this time I'll be through for real
After this time I'll be through for real
I be doing shit I really shouldn't do, for real
That's why I always tell you come through, for real (where you at?)
After this time I'll be through for real (bring me that-)
After this time I'll be through for real

I can feel them walls closing
I can feel it all
I'm stuck in your claws
Try to run but I don't get far
I'ma put some blame on me
Tryna take accountability
But you take on my ability
You're the death of me and a remedy
I be doing too much

I be doing shit I really shouldn't do, for real (yeah)
That's why I always tell you come through, for real (oh)
After this time I'll be through for real (ooh)
After this time I'll be through for real
I be doing shit I really shouldn't do, for real (I be doing shit I shouldn't do)
That's why I always tell you come through, for real (baby, where you at?)
After this time I'll be through for real (bring me that-)
After this time I'll be through for real
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Writer: Anthoine Walters, Bailey Goldberg, Christopher Wood, David Patino, Johnathan Wells, Othello Houston
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing







Pistachios

If we make love tonight
Will it change us for the rest of our lives
If we make love tonight
For the very first time
If we make love tonight

Same city, same hoes, can't move sour
At this hour, it's 4 AM with you, now, what? (It's 'bout to go down)
Yeah, you left your crew, now, what? (It's 'bout to go down)
Shorty, what do you wanna do?
Diss my hood y'all already know, can't move sour
He ain't try to rob me, he just thought it
But he shouldn't have even startin', now that boy a target
Nigga, is you retarded?

(Uh) half-a-milli' on my ride
One of my cribs like three-point-five
I'm only there sometimes when I'm on that side

Weather like minus fifty on my pinkie (it's cold)
It's like minus eighty on my lady (so froze)
That's minor shit when you a major (you know)
I design the shit, I make the labels
NUWO on my body, Illimatado start the party
With you, she bein' guarded, with me she gettin' naughty
Ride it like a Harley, see them eyes getting starry
Lookin' like you want it, flick it, it last longer

Same city, same hoes, can't move sour
At this hour, it's 4 AM with you, now, what? (It's 'bout to go down)
Yeah, you left your crew, now, what? (It's 'bout to go down)
Shorty, what do you wanna do?
Diss my hood y'all already know, can't move sour
He ain't try to rob me, he just thought it
But he shouldn't have even startin', now that boy a target
Nigga, is you retarded?

(Don't sweat, no runnin')

Weather like minus fifty on my pinkie (it's cold)
It's like minus eighty on my lady (so froze)
That's minor shit when you a major (you know)
I design the shit, I make the labels
NUWO on my body, Illimatado start the party
With you, she bein' guarded, with me she gettin' naughty
Ride it like a Harley, see them eyes getting starry
Lookin' like you want it, flick it, it last longer
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Adina Howard, Christopher Brent Wood, Curtis Wilson, David Patino, Isaac Hayes, Rochad Holiday, William Young
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Larger than Life is American R&B singer Brent Faiyaz's debut mixtape. It was released independently through Faiyaz's label ISO Supremacy and distributed through UnitedMasters on October 27, 2023, as a surprise release.

The album features guest appearances from ASAP Ant, ASAP Rocky, Babyface Ray, Coco Jones, Cruddy Murda, Felix!, Flee, Lil Gray, Missy Elliott, N3WYRKLA, Princess Cro, Tommy Richman, and TTM Dawg. The majority of the album was produced by Dpat alongside Mannyvelli and Sparkheem who also produced several tracks on the project.

Larger than Life was preceded by two singles; the Coco Jones-assisted "Moment of Your Life" and "WY@".
Performed By: Brent Faiyaz
Producer(s): 1stFrom92, Anthoine Walters, AR, Berg, Dpat, Jamie McLaughlin, Jonah Roy, Jonathan Wells, Mannyvelli, Otxhello, Sparkheem, SpizzleDoe, Tommy Richman, Williskeating
Released: October 27th, 2023
Year: 2023

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