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Creed III Soundtrack Album Lyrics



Creed III Soundtrack Lyrics






Mez - Culture

[ Featuring REASON, Symba, 8AE ]

Everybody wanna be a real nigga
But are you willin' to die on that hill, nigga?
Reverse the roles, how the f*ck you gon' feel, nigga?
Talk a big game 'cause I been up in the field, nigga
Culture, culture
Culture, gotta gatekeep from the vultures
Culture, culture
Melanated soldier, culture

And my family from the drug culture
Moved to Baltimore just to have the plug closer
Don't tell nobody what you feelin' like a thug supposed to
Friends love guns like the bitches love Sosa
In life, I grew up with Corolla but I wanted Rover
Some niggas' life a lot worse than that, they just want it over
I never been content but some niggas just want a moment
I blame the internet, I ain't into that, watch your tone and
Most shorties wouldn't have a nigga if it wasn't for the top
I would probably have a cousin if it wasn't for the cops
My boy used to be a hooper 'til he end up gettin' shot
Man, he would've been a bucket if it wasn't for the mop
God damn, we should start a love culture
Where submachine guns ain't the only subculture
'Til we figure out, tell rappers that I'm done jokin'
Want all the smoke, I'll be back for it when I'm done smokin'

Everybody wanna be a real nigga
But are you willin' to die on that hill, nigga?
Reverse the roles, how the f*ck you gon' feel, nigga?
Talk a big game 'cause I been up in the field, nigga
Culture, culture
Culture, gotta gatekeep from the vultures
Culture, culture
Melanated soldier (yeah, yeah), culture (yeah, yeah)

Look, if niggas talkin' culture, I got lots to speak on
We ain't buyin' that bullshit, we need our refund
Started from the bottom like tree trunks, three trunks
Past, present, future, Vegeta's son, what he on?
It's REASON, ghetto past, tough as nails, brother
I done dreaded more shit than XXL covers, still color
Y'all put pussy on a pedestal and look what fell from it
Love my Black queens but we need real women
Can I get a hallelujah? Broke in, I'm intruder
Push an all-white foreign, I've been drivin' in a Luca
Jesus thank you, we done came a way from racist scooters
Look, scoop to the side, rap here 'cause I'm alive
I've been workin' on myself, you see the heart I spilt, yeah
Trump ain't even f*ckin' with the walls I've built, yeah
Sharks ain't even f*ckin' with the jaws I feel
You know the women love REAS', love 'em more, it's a gift
It's a curse, it's a disease, evil's a loosie move and
Take an L, you'll see why all my niggas is losin'
Look, I'm improvin', REAS' the definition of culture dried out
Central twenty years from now, you'll see a reason scorchin'
I'm so Carson

Everybody wanna be a real nigga
But are you willin' to die on that hill, nigga?
Reverse the roles, how the f*ck you gon' feel, nigga?
Talk a big game 'cause I been up in the field, nigga
Culture, culture
Culture, gotta gatekeep from the vultures
Culture, culture
Melanated soldier, culture (sh, ayy)

Cookin' crack on the hot water heater, that's culture
Pourin' lean in a two-liter, nigga, that's culture
Loaded F&N when I'm on the block, that's culture
Shootin' at the opps like cops shoot at the culture
I do what I want, y'all niggas do what you supposed to
Sh, I ain't sold a record but I'm livin' like I'm Sosa
Nova Scotia, two-tone toaster
Sh, if God turned men into women, I'd be Oprah
Rich in Rovers
Was buyin' Dior just to f*ck hoes who rock Fashion Nova
I come from the Bay where we stretch bricks like yoga
And white women play Gucci Mane in they Toyota
I flooded out the Rollie, my nigga, this ain't a boulder
Got my bitch twerkin' for Birkins off the mimosas
Got more money in these Amiris than I'm supposed to
Draco on the side of the sofa, this for the culture

Everybody wanna be a real nigga
Reverse the roles, how the f*ck you gon' feel, nigga?
Culture, culture
Gotta gatekeep from the vultures
Culture, culture
Melanated soldier, culture
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher






JID - Ma Boy

[ Featuring Lute ]

With the sun in time for a draw
To hit a person in the morning
Don't secure in night or day
So when I lay me down, don't let me fade (look, uh, okay)

My boy (yeah), my boy (uh), my boy (uh)
I was at the BP with my boy (my boy)
Now it's Bentley GT with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (uh)
Spend EBT with my boy (uh)
Now I'm on BET with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (my boy)
My boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
I'm a G pushin' P with my boy (G pushin' P with my boy)
'Cause it's always GP with my boy (always GP with my boy)
My boy (uh), my boy (yeah), my boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
Throw a TD to my boy (score)
Now they wanna be me and my boy (yeah)
Boy, my boy, my boy (look, huh)

Boy, boy, that my brother, so play it cool
He a fool, a tool, a loose screw
Pickin' on me, ain't no pick and choose
Either way that you look, it's a lose-lose
Red eyes when the moon rouge
Screw juice 'cause we drug abused
For the trauma and trouble we thuggin' through
With the same niggas since duck, duck, goose, goose
Boy, I had to get the f*ck up and move, then f*ck up the rules
Been cut up and bruised too
The ugly wounds will soon turn beautiful
Trust me, people ain't pushin' no button, they pussy, my boy
They play the game, but it's rookie, my boy
Locked in chains, took my boy
You don't know how hard that we took it, my boy (yeah, uh)
So I wrote a hook for my boy (okay)

My boy (yeah), my boy (uh), my boy (uh)
I was at the BP with my boy (my boy)
Now it's Bentley GT with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (uh)
Spend EBT with my boy (uh)
Now I'm on BET with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (my boy)
My boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
I'm a G pushin' P with my boy (G pushin' P with my boy)
'Cause it's always GP with my boy (always GP with my boy)
My boy (uh), my boy (yeah), my boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
Throw a TD to my boy (score)
Now they wanna be me and my boy (yeah)
Boy, my boy (my boy), my boy, yeah

This life in me, not on me, my boy
Switchin' lanes in Miami, but I can see envy, my boy
Used to get out the dirt, so you know that shit hurt me, my boy
Young nigga fresh in the game, some things will just never change
You know that we ain't the same, you now how I got these stripes
They know I'm rooted in blood
Y'all just be lit off the hype, you know this really my life
I took a chance and landed, you just be rollin' the dice
My heart is as cold as Atlantic, I just be drippin' in ice
I've been that guy since I landed, you know a real one in sight
You know that this wasn't handed, you know this really my life (look, uh, okay)

My boy (yeah), my boy (uh), my boy (uh)
I was at the BP with my boy (my boy)
Now it's Bentley GT with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (uh)
Spend EBT with my boy (uh)
Now I'm on BET with my boy (my boy)
My boy (my boy), my boy (my boy)
My boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
I'm a G pushin' P with my boy (G pushin' P with my boy)
'Cause it's always GP with my boy (always GP with my boy)
My boy (uh), my boy (yeah), my boy (yeah), my boy (uh)
Throw a TD to my boy (score)
Now they wanna be me and my boy (yeah)
Boy, my boy (my boy), my boy, yeah
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher






Big Sean - Anthem

[ Featuring EST Gee ]

Told you, told you, told you, told you
Anthem (anthem)
For me, for me, told you
Anthem (anthem)
For me, for me, told you
Anthem (anthem)
For me, for me
Blackened teardrop, teardrop (ayy, ayy)

Why would I ever trip on my spot when I earned it?
Y'all act in discernment
They prolly gon' talk about tonight at the next sermon
Difference is you do it on purpose, and me, I do it for a purpose
Just know as long as I'm up, that it's never your turn in
Look, they must've forgot that I'm my daddy's son (whoa)
And if I'm after then, they have to run, okay, you had a run
Difference is we the ones that run it
Discipline is the difference 'tween who got it and who want it
They rather count me up than count me in
Always count on me, y'all boy's counterfeit
They rolling with the punches, boy, I countered it
Y'all really judging me and I can't honor it
See, I was born in the ashes so of course I rise
I'm in that state of mind, for real, y'all just borderline
I wake up to look inside my daughter eyes
And realize I'm immortalized

Born in the ashes so of course I rise
There's diamonds on my gold
They must've forgot that I'm my daddy's son (whoa)
We the ones that run it
Born in the ashes so of course I rise
There's diamonds on my gold
They must've forgot that I'm my daddy's son (whoa)
We the ones that run it (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I been under fire so long, but heat made a shiner out of coal
There's diamonds on my gold
Loyalty take a toll on my soul but I can't fold
Red snow made my heart cold
Up close on his clothes like I'm tryna scan a barcode
Demon hit the gas, pipe sound like Pop Smoke
I wasn't nervous or nothin', I seen it and locked in on
Come from where a hot stove could heat up your house cold
Can't buy tobacco but head of his household
Pack chrome stale faced, they all say he act grown
Survivor's over tap phone, hit up his back bone
You gotta know the trap code, don't run 'til the pack gone
Fighting for my life or choose to end up a sad song, yeah
Fighting for my life or choose to end up a sad song, yeah
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Writer: Taylor Hill, Tommy Parker, George III Stone, Marquez Parker, Sean Michael Leonard Anderson, Thomas Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






J. Cole - Adonis Interlude (The Montage)

It's that time, huh

Things ain't the same for young Jermaine
Still underrated but far from underpaid
And though some problems did fade, the hunger stayed
These stomach rumbles can humble thunder, uh
I'm still fueled by the ones that slumber
The standout amongst the one-hit wonders
So when the dust settles and the sun is under
The horizon, y'all should run the numbers, man
Uh, who the f*ck want what with me?
Hardest out and I say that reluctantly
'Cause this should go without sayin' but y'all playin' dumb
Far as these rappers go, I'm not fearin' none
Cole flow is cold in any genre, with many combinations
Shoot like that boy's sponsored by Under Armour
Reach, you a goner
Arms crossed in coffin like you was from Wakanda
God's favorite, accumulated a ton of karma
As seen by me thumbin' through green, I become a gardener
Pullin' up in the supercharger
Me and two things like a double entendre
Nigga want beef, I'm a number nine combo
Not one designer in my ensemble
You're tuned to the realest, maybe to ever spill his
Heart until it's drained, feel his pain, trust
Sixteen ain't enough to do it justice
Just cop The Fall Off and he'll explain
Is it the end of the chapter, happily ever after
Bet this gon' be the year that fulfill his reign, man
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Writer: Jermaine Cole, Marshal Mathers, Shari Watson, Andre Young, William Griffin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Ari Lennox - Greater

Hey, hey, hey
Ooh (ooh)
Ooh (ooh)
Ooh-ooh

Ooh, is your love greater?
Ooh, is your love real?
Ooh-ooh, is your love greater? (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, is your love real?

What I'ma do? What I'ma say?
Only watchin' you, only ex fillin' your space
Hope you know I'm not lyin', never felt this way
Love the way you dance for me up on that stage

Said, baby, ooh, is your love greater? (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, is your love real?
Ooh-ooh, is your love greater? (Yeah)
Ooh, is your love real? (Real)

Gotta keep focus, I gotta keep focus, I gotta keep focus
Said, bae
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)

Ooh, is your love greater? Yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh, oh, oh (oh, oh, oh), yeah, yeah
Got me open, baby, open, so open
You got me open, baby, open, baby, so open
Open, so open, chosen
Goodbye

Goodbye, goodbye
Baby, ooh-ooh-ooh, woo
Ooh, baby
Ooh, is your love greater? Yeah
Ooh
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Writer: Courtney Shanade Salter, Anthony Parrino, Kelvin Wooten
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Bas - Ogogoro

[ Featuring Ayra Starr ]

Ogogoro no dey get me high no more
Maybe 'cause, maybe 'cause I've seen it all before
And I don't know why my wrist still heavy, but my eyes stay there
Hat stay heavy, but my shoes stay there
Louboutins, I wear Louboutins, yeah

Stay flexing
Get back then I move onto the next thing, yeah
No pressure
No pressure
Stay flexing, yeah
Get back then I move onto the next morning, yeah
No pressure

She got standards to me
Them shits standard to me
I don't chase anymore now
It gets handed to me
So can you handle this lifestyle?
Shorty, this ain't for the weak
She gave me brains in the Jeep
South of Spain for the week
Wedding cake and the whole nine
I cannot wait 'til you're all mine, all mine
You got the glow like a gold mine
You got the glove in your palm
And that would be a sad thing to waste
So I won't stand in the way
Marbella Spain for the plane, takeoff
Take the Plain Jane off, put my hands on your waist

Ogogoro no dey get me high no more
Maybe 'cause, maybe 'cause I've seen it all before
And I don't know why my wrist still heavy, but my eyes stay there
Hat stay heavy, but my shoes stay there
Louboutins, I wear Louboutins, yeah

Stay flexing
Get back then I move onto the next thing, yeah
No pressure
No pressure
Stay flexing, yeah
Get back then I move onto the next morning, yeah
No pressure
Stay flexing
Get back then I move onto the next thing, yeah
No pressure
No pressure
Stay flexing, yeah
Get back then I move onto the next morning, yeah
No pressure
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Blxst - Just Face It

(Hit-Boy)

Jumped off the porch, I ain't look back since
We takin' the torch, you ain't gotta pass it
We got the city but want the atlas
Big bag flippin' and dashin' in fast whips
Just face it, yeah
Yeah, they know where we came from, but watch where we take it
Yeah, I know where I came from, but watch where we

All I ever wanted was a two-tone
Big face, now we shoppin' for the new home
Big place, better not walk in with your shoes on
Big business, had to get it with no suit on
Now the roof gone, let her hair blow in the wind
Bet they all gettin' nervous with the money we spend
Yeah, they all want a jersey, wanna run with the clique
But it's funny, I remember when they all jumped ship

Now they wanna tap in, call my phone
I was in the trenches on my own
Even though it's weighin' on my soul
I forgive but can't forget those wrongs

Jumped off the porch, I ain't look back since (yeah)
We takin' the torch, you ain't gotta pass it
We got the city but want the atlas
Big bag flippin' and dashin' in fast whips
Just face it, yeah
Yeah, they know where we came from, but watch where we take it
Yeah, I know where I came from, but watch where we

Still in my lane, when have I changed?
Gotta be respect if you mention my name
No love in it if I give up my fame
Don't judge, you ain't felt an inch of my pain
I deserve every single diamond in the chain
Top down, screamin' out, "Money ain't a thing"
I'ma hold my weight
I told my story, never sold my faith

And now they wanna tap in, call my phone
I was in the trenches on my own
Even though it's weighin' on my soul
I forgive but can't forget those wrongs

Jumped off the porch, I ain't look back since (oh)
We takin' the torch, you ain't gotta pass it
We got the city but want the atlas
Big bag flippin' and dashin' in fast whips
Just face it, yeah
Yeah, they know where we came from, but watch where we take it
Yeah, I know where I came from, but watch where we
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Writer: Matthew Burdette, Chauncey Alexander Jr. Hollis, Dustin James Corbett
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Dreamville - Headhunters

[ Featuring WESTSIDE BOOGIE, Cozz, Kevin Ross ]

Yo-yo, uh

This just in, comin' live from California (California)
We make it home, the new Victorians
How you drift away? I could've swore you was on board with us
How you rock the wave if you knew you wasn't sure of us?
I been in a war soon as I got up off the porch
Tryna stay on course but I'm survivin' with remorse
Standin' in the flame, still my opp on a torch
You know I wanna let you in but I can't hide it when it's forced
Actin' like you gang, is you a stranger or you know us? (Quit actin' like you gang)
Bullets got no name, I just pray they don't approach us
Thinkin' 'bout the pain, had me ungrateful and unfocused
Either way, it's all the same, I'm just happy I'm on notice
Now I'm on and I cannot bend
'Til you get some freedom for your mind, you did not win
Ain't that shit ironic? 'Cause you see that I been locked in
Back against the ropes, I start swingin' when I'm boxed in
Gotta watch my top 'cause I know that

Times like these, it's a war path (war path)
Kids got blickys with the ski mask (ski mask)
It's a cold, cold world, better fight back (fight back)
You see the boys comin', you better duck back (duck back)
For the, uh
Headhunters, headhunters, headhunters
Headhunters, headhunters, headhunters
Headhunters, headhunters, headhunters (look)
Head, yeah (ayy, look)

See all I need is some G's and maybe fall to my knees
And pray to Jesus that I can make it up out these streets
It's the story, weak is their mind, gotta make sure I clear my mind
To make sure I ain't on the deep end, I be overly thinkin'
Like, "Damn, lil' nigga, how you so gangsta now?
When you was back up in high school, you used to get down
And I don't mean down in a good way, nigga, you used to get beat
Now you be actin' like you street, come on, man

Times like these, it's a war path (war path)
Kids got blickys with the ski mask (ski mask)
It's a cold, cold world, better fight back (fight back)
You see the boy comin', you better duck back (duck back)
For the, uh
Headhunters, headhunters, headhunters
Headhunters, headhunters, headhunters
Headhunters, headhunters, headhunters
Head, yeah

Be linkin' me out in the street and you can't take the heat
Don't get involved, no, no
Take heed when you're pickin' your team, shit is out of your league
Don't get involved, oh, oh
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Writer: Kevin Ross, Cody Osagie, Anthony Dixson, Kaleb Nathan Rollins, Marc Soto, Jarrett Goodly, David Medina, Frank Brim
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Dreamville, Buddy, EARTHGANG and Ant Clemons - Jack

[ Featuring Buddy, EARTHGANG, Ant Clemons ]

Know how you want it? I got just what you need
Break it back and move it just like some kis
Know how you want it? I got just what you need
Know how you want it? I got just what you need

You know where I be, ayy, I'm in the back, back
Smokin' on pack, pack, I got a fat sack
You want your bitch back, but you can't have that
We drinkin' cognac, she high off contact
She keep rubbin' on me, ayy, this ain't no rap cap
I got my swag back, I feel like Mike Jack
Pay me on CashApp, I need them racks, racks
Then get my backpack, then pull out back stacks

Keep hundreds on me, ayy, I do it all Jack
I do it all Jack, I do it all Jack
Don't worry 'bout me, ayy, I got it all Jack
I got it all Jack, I got it all Jack
You know where I be, ayy, I do it all Jack
I do it all Jack, I do it all Jack
Don't worry 'bout me, ayy, I got it all Jack
I got it all Jack, I got it all Jack
You know where I be, ayy

I do it all Jack, you get your jaw smacked
I'm the last man standing like Kenan from All That
Prayin' for Quavo, prayin' for Offset
Your brothers your brothers forever like jit with the orange hat
Can't forget where we started at
Putting in five on a Dutch and divide
Guess he ain't tell, man, I get you a ride
Few many stopped me, so many have tried
Try, try, try, sticking and moving
Watch how I weave and I bob
Not on my level, go get you a job
Some chicken and waffles from Michelin Star
Shut the f*ck up, you ain't willing to spar
Wasn't no handouts for those snapshots
All these damn thots, I just wear 'em out
I'm a wild card, I'ma stand out
With my day ones out the sandbox, smokin' shamrocks
Need some moonrocks, f*ck what you thought
Y'all be dickriding, I just choose not
Force of nature, nothin' you can do about it

Ayy, I do it all Jack
I do it all Jack, I do it all Jack
Don't worry 'bout me, ayy, I got it all Jack
I got it all Jack, I got it all Jack
You know where I be, ayy

Know how you want it? I got just what you need
Break it back and move it just like some kis
Know how you want it? I got just what you need
Know how you want it? I got just what you need

Changed for me, daily baby, why the f*ck you at my neck?
I don't knock you for your choices, so don't knock me out my step
Used to knock on doors for answers, guru in the back
I can wake up, train 'em, rip the bong and still'll be on track
King Kong on my back, tired of goin' on the back
Funny how I inspire you in spite of to what I lack
I do it all Jack, some I don't call back
Now they forgot that, I made her walls clap
Damn, ain't that a bitch? Damn, ain't that some shit?
Damn, hop on my dick, damn, would you give it a twist? Yeah
This my story, this my song, this my shit, yeah
It's your daughter, if you wanna come and get it, yeah

Know how you want it? I got just what you need
Break it back and move it just like some kis
Know how you want it? I got just what you need
Know how you want it? I got just what you need

You know where I be, ayy, I do it all Jack
I do it all Jack, I do it all Jack
Don't worry 'bout me, ayy, I got it all Jack
I got it all Jack, I got it all Jack
You know where I be, ayy, I do it all Jack
I do it all Jack, I do it all Jack
Don't worry 'bout me, ayy, I got it all Jack
I got it all Jack, I got it all Jack
You know where I be, ayy

Know how you want it? I got just what you need
Break it back and move it just like some kis
Know how you want it? I got just what you need
Know how you want it? I got just what you need
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Writer: Anthony Clemons Jr., Asheton Hogan, Eian Parker, Olu Fann, Simmi Sims III
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd






Arin Ray - Hate Me Now

[ Featuring Mereba, Omen ]

Learned it from you
Learned it from you

Missin' you lately, I bet you hate me now
Lost in a daydream, we started breakin' down
All the consequences came, I'm ashamed of what I'm facin' now
Findin' my pacin', movin' more safely now

Lows and highs, you and I like a coaster ride (like a coaster ride)
Been a while and I've grown since we cut our ties (ooh)
I loved you wearin' each tattoo
You tried to, you was blind, you
Apologize for the way I switch sides, I
I hope it's sunny on your side, mm-hmm-mm

Missin' you lately, I bet you hate me now
Lost in the daydream, we started breakin' down
All the consequences came, I'm ashamed of what I'm facin' now (now, now)
Findin' my pacin' (yeah), movin' more safely now (now, now, now)

Ayy, I've been runnin', fightin', tryin', tryna see the source
Sittin' patient, momma prayin', it ain't pay enough
Million reasons I've been grievin', I don't get along with you
Guess it's the both of us
Ayy, I've been runnin', fightin', tryin', tryna see the source
Sittin' patient, momma prayin', it ain't pay enough
Million reasons I've been grievin', I don't get along with you
Guess it's the both of us

I can't explain these hysterical fights
How can I change all these difficult times?
Set you forgave but you enslaved me
To the mistakes I thought were behind
Thought we were timeless
None of the rain has dried, the sun has been hidin'
How could you play me?
Said you're my lady, more than just somethin' to climb in

Missin' you lately, I bet you hate me now (Lately, lately, lately)
Lost in a daydream, we started breakin' down
All the consequences came, I'm ashamed of what I'm facin' now (now, now, now)
Findin' my pacin', movin' more safely now (now, now, now)

Because of you
Because of you, ooh, ooh (because of you)
Learned it from you (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, oh-oh, ooh-whoa)
Heard it from you (heard it from you)
Love me now

Missin' you lately (love me now), I bet you hate me now (love me now, love me now)
Lost in a daydream, we started breakin' down (breakin' down, down, down)
All the consequences came, I'm ashamed of what I'm facin' now (now, now)
Findin' my pacin', movin' more safely now (ayy, now, now)

Ayy, I've been runnin', fightin', tryin', tryna see the source (see the source)
Sittin' patient, momma prayin', it ain't pay enough (ain't pay enough)
Million reasons I've been grievin', I don't get along with you
Guess it's the both of us
Ayy, I've been runnin', fightin', tryin', tryna see the source
Sittin' patient, momma prayin', it ain't pay enough
Million reasons I've been grievin', I don't get along with you
Guess it's the both of us

We were eighteen, it's crazy now (yeah, yeah)
Livin' a daydream, hate me now (hate me now, oh-ooh-woah)
Eighteen, crazy now (crazy) now (crazy, crazy now)
Because of you (because of you, because of you, because of you, ooh)
Because of you (because of you, you, ooh)
Because of you (because of me, because of me, because of me)
Learned it from you, heard from you, learned it from you
Heard it from you (heard it from)
Heard it from you (heard it from, heard it from)
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Writer: Amindi, Anthony Parrino, Antoine Harris, Arin Ray, Damon Coleman, David Medina, Jaasu Mallory, Jarrett Goodly, Margaux Whitney, Oladotun Oyebadejo Jr., Oluwatoroti Oke
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC






Omen - Talk To Me

[ Featuring Ari Lennox, OG DAYV ]

Yeah
Ayy, ayy

Lay it on me, pride is flowin'
How will I know, if you don't talk to me?
Lay it on me, pride is flowin'
How will I know, if you don't talk to me?

Unnecessary quarrels
My love, I'm here to give you the world

Lately, we feel apart, crossing lines, arguing in public
You was gettin' loud, I tried to alter the subject
Strong woman proud, lioness with a growl
Silence wasn't your style, say I don't make you smile
I'm preoccupied with work, eyes on the search for perfection
Don't recognize your hurt, want protection
And trust, layin' in my room, found my phone, found lust
That was tough, had a rough patch, seen me spill my guts
I get punked if my comrades
Ever saw me once, cuddled up, in your arms, sad
Frustrated, numb, hard to speak how I feel
Hurt people hurt people, so I gotta shield

So talk like I like it (I)
No Ms. Cleo, I'm no psychic, bitch (lately, we feel apart)

Lay it on me, pride is flowin'
How will I know if you don't talk to me
Lay it (lay it) on me (on me), pride is flowin' (oh)
How will I know if you don't talk to me

Uh (OG), where that familiar feeling? Why this love so fickle?
Why overcomplicate the issue? We're better together
I'm dancin' on the blade, walkin' on egg shells
Stressin' over my baby, I was thinkin' we can't fail
Plenty of fish, pull up my anchor and set sail
Chances of meeting again, slimmer than slim, uh
I recollect on times previous past
We was happily ever after, champagne in the glass
Now it's Shady in the forecast fierce
Purple haze me, I'm a savage, how my vest get pierced? (How?)
Know what it is? You made it perfectly clear
I hope you see me every time your ass look in the mirror, hmm (Ayy)

Lay it on me, pride is flowin'
How will I, know if you don't talk to me (lately, we feel apart)
Lay it (lay it) on me (on me), pride is flowin' (oh)
How will I know if you don't talk to me?

Oh-oh-oh
Baby, don't push me away
I'm here to stay
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Writer: Courtney Salter, Damon Coleman, Larry Griffin, Marice Nichols, Miles Franklin, Noah Coogler
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






Dreamville, SiR and Syd - Lay Up

[ Featuring SiR, Syd ]

Oh

Turn off our phones, open the door
You've got the key, baby, I know
We ain't in control, we don't need to be
You're feelin' good and I feel the same
We barely know names
But I know my heart and you feel the beat
This love on repeat

(Ooh, ooh)
I'm not here to make promises I can't keep
(Ooh, ooh)
We can breathe underwater if we dive deep
(Ooh, ooh)
We don't need any reason to stay here
But as long as you want, you can stay with me

Nowhere I'd rather be, baby, we can lay up (Ooh, ooh)
We ain't gotta leave this bed, my mind is made up (Ooh, ooh)
I'd rather be with you instead, we can lay up (Ooh, ooh)
But we ain't gonna get no rest, my mind is made up (Ooh, ooh)
I just wanna give you my best

What if I lay alone, just you and me
Plus the TV
So pass the remote and then pass the weed
That's all I need
Want you to lay up on me like your name Kyrie
Long as you want, you can stay by me
If we split up, f*ck it, c'est la vie, c'est la vie, c'est la vie

(Ooh, ooh, babe)
I'm not here to make promises I can't keep
(Ooh, ooh, no, no)
We can breathe underwater if we dive deep
(Ooh, ooh)
We don't need any reason to stay here
But as long as you want, you can stay with me

Nowhere I'd rather be, baby, we can lay up (ooh, ooh)
We ain't gotta leave this bed, my mind is made up (ooh, ooh)
I'd rather be with you instead, we can lay up (ooh, ooh)
But we ain't gonna get no rest, my mind is made up (ooh, ooh)
I just wanna give you my best

Oh, it feels like forever
Let's make it last, the longer the better, it's a fact
When we're together, baby, nothin' even matters
Not even the weather
Already knew it, but Cupid done gunned us down
Hopefully, maybe we can get lost in what we found

Baby, we can lay up (ooh, ooh)
We ain't gotta leave this bed, my mind is made up (ooh, ooh)
I'd rather be with you instead, we can lay up (ooh, ooh)
But we ain't gonna get no rest, my mind is made up (ooh, ooh)
I just wanna give you my best
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Darryl Farris, Davion Farris, Sydney Bennet
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Morray - Long The Way

(Eight0hundred K)
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
(Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one)

Travelin', yeah
Goin' in circles, crossed this path again, yeah
My mental's illness
Pathogen, yeah
Got LLCs, got my patents in
I'm El Capitan

Got lost 'long the way ('long the way)
Gotta find my way back
My way back to me (back to me)
So crazy to say that
But the truth'll set you free (set you free)
Can't be no slave jack
Get these chains up off of me
Shake it off, get they reigns up off of me
I-I-I really been eager to make it
Really been eager to become successful though
They never said it would be easy
Never told me it would be stressful though
Taking the game as is
Watching and learning the biz, ha
Soon as you think that I know it all
Hear come the the trick questions again, I-I-I

Travelin', yeah
Goin' in circles, crossed this path again, yeah
My mental's illness
Pathogen, yeah
Got LLCs, got my patents in
I'm El Capitan

I'm at a spot they consider the top
Where you'll hit the bottom if you do not drop
They want you to go, they don't want you to stop
And can't anyway 'cause you signed on the dot
Whole bunch of sheep wolves running the flock
Fight to be seen, fight for your spot
'Posed to be cool, but niggas is hot
I used to be too, but I earned my spot
I'm different than niggas
Rappin' with me could be difficult, nigga
Courtside, you can't sit with me, nigga
Michael Jordan, gotta Pippen these niggas
They calling me, "Doc'," I'm these hickory, nigga
Boogey woogey, you can't flick with me, niggas
Lock and key, I cannot click with these niggas
Born a bully, time to pick on these niggas
I'm whippin' these niggas

Travelin', yeah
Goin' in circles, crossed this path again, yeah
My mental's illness
Pathogen, yeah
Got LLCs, got my patents in
I'm El Capitan

Got lost 'long the way ('long the way)
Gotta find my way back
Got lost 'long the way ('long the way)
Gotta find my way back
Got lost 'long the way
Gotta find my way back, my
Gotta find my way back, my
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Writer: Caleb Anthony Shannon, Morae Ruffin, Rendull Middleton, Tahj Morgan, Tyrese McGriff
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd






JID - In The Room


Started from the bottom, nigga
I'm finna, I'm finna s-, I'm finna, goddamn
Lil' stupid ass, look, uh

Niggas with a whole lotta problems (damn)
I'm finna make it to the top from the bottom
Burying the bird in the bottle (damn)
Mom say she finna get the belt and get the Bible
I can see a rival on arrival, huh (oh shit)
He can let it sing like the bullets in the rifle
Anything to take a nigga title, shit
Guess I'm a un-American idol
Like, guess I'm another nigga they like to turn a blind eye to
So in the meantime, I'ma grind 'til I find you
Pull up on your set like tape decks, rewind you
Remind you, I been in my prime, I had to fine tune
F*ck a iTunes, come at my show, give them a mind full
Never poured my four, niggas is swine flu
Far as you rap dorks, get in the line
Don't get out of line, I'm out of my motherf*ckin' mind
More than most of the time
They-they want press, but they close to the line
Throwing rocks at a star, hope he respond
'Cause if we gon' step, never stop on a dime
And if that's your opp, then I'm Optimus Prime
Pray to God, now I'm watchin' for signs
Weed crackle like the pops on a Vine
No hand me that, handy Glock for survival
Hit me back from the block with the hostiles, hmm

They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room
Yeah, that's right, I said it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room
Yeah, now let that shit marinate (God)
(Yeah) Now let that shit marinate

Hold on, let me get a tight grip
Every time your fans see me, they askin' to take pics
Been ahead of my class since I was grade six
If it don't make me money, it prolly don't make sense
I'm so good at makin' you second-guess yourself (one?)
I be smokin' niggas and it effects me, two
Sick with it, I'm shiftin' it, I'm quick with it
Maybe you should sit with it, cherish every moment
I bury my opponent (yeah), they can't believe I wrote it (yeah)
I be goin' ham-ster, rodent (uh, what? Uh)
Had a soul and you sold it, I'm bloated and devoted
What they let this sink in, they gon' all say I floated
You need to work harder if your money can't be folded (yeah)
Better and you know it (yeah), why would you compete? (Uh)
Really, I be chillin' 'cause I'm known to overheat
Oh, you said you smell somethin'? Well, it must be defeat, wait

Ooh, oh-oh-oh
You can bring your friends, even bring your man
Join a thousand man, it don't matter, man
We still gettin' in, just to get it in (ayy)

They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room
Yeah, that's right, I said it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room (oh)
Now let that shit marinate (yeah)
Yeah, let that shit marinate
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Writer: Asheton Hogan, Bryan James Sledge, Destin Route, Frank "Nitty" Brim, Thomas Brown, Tierra Whack, Tyrone Griffin Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.






Kehlani - Shadows

I can tell (I can tell)
That there's somethin' lurkin' in the dark (somethin' lurkin' in the dark)
The dark, yeah
I can tell
That you're tryna catch me off guard
(That there's somethin' lurkin' in the dark)

And I'm tryin' my best (I'm tryin')
My best to keep from goin' under (I'm tryin')
And it's hard to forget (forget)
All the rain when you keep hearin' the thunder

And it just feels like shadows (all the shadows)
Keep followin' me (all the shadows, all the shadows)
Now I know all the secrets you keep (all the shadows, all the shadows)

You can't keep me in the dark for too long
I felt it in my spirit, I knew they'd try to kill it
And your hauntin' days are gone
That two-faced shit is finished, don't push me to my limit
'Cause the one I trust just went and left me in the dust, yeah
But I ain't goin' to stand for this long

'Cause I'm tryin' my best
My best to keep from goin' under
And it's hard to forget (yeah)
All the rain when you keep hearin' the thunder (thunder)

And it just feels like shadows (all the shadows)
Keep followin' me (all the shadows, all the shadows)
Now I know all the secrets you keep (all the shadows, all the secrets, yeah)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Steven Franks, Thomas Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Lute - Burn Bridges

[ Featuring Cozz, REASON, Arin Ray ]

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
If God is good all the time then why do I not have money all the time?
Why am I not paid with a beautiful nubian queen all the time?
Why am I not in motherf*ckin' designer, Gucci, Louis, Prada
All the motherf*ckin' time?

Been in a panic since I lost my daddy, searchin' for some understandin'
Life is what you make it, shit I take for granted
Harvestin' all these blessings from all these seeds I planted
I'm just livin' life, takin' time
Hit the back roads, doin' thirty-five
Told her that I never felt so alive
Feel like a OG, but I'm in my prime, whoa
Show me my opponent, ain't no pressure, whoa
Tell me, who the f*ck is on my level? Whoa
Took some time to realize what was special, whoa
Show you how to do it with no effort, whoa

I burn bridges, I confess, gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress, still f*ckin' with my head
I should probably say less, think that'll be best
I burn bridges, I confess, gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress, still f*ckin' with my head
I should probably say less, think that'll be best, think that'll be best

Uh, yeah, stuck in between crazy and genius
In between lazy and bein' amazed that I'm breathin'
'Cause he is either overly worked or he overly thinkin'
Before I knew how to swim, I was thrown in the deep end
So it's no surprise that I could just look in your eyes
And tell I'm not one that you can compete with
Boy, I'm cut from a cloth that's thicker than carpet
Can probably find your type of cloth in anyone's closet
I can use this butter knife to slice your garments
Shit, at least it's clean, 'cause mine got stains from that
Chip on my shoulder, you can be humble and still believe that you chosen
That's why when shawty left, I couldn't believe it was over
Can't believe she ain't believe the deceits that I sold her
F*ck it though, I gotta swallow the pain and starve my ego
'Cause that's minuscule
Overall, my family's blessed, dawg, we livin' full

I burn bridges, I confess, gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress, still f*ckin' with my head
I should probably say less, think that'll be best
I burn bridges, I confess, gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress, still f*ckin' with my head
I should probably say less, think that'll be best, think that'll be best (so, look)

Look, since a juvenile delinquent, we was taught to pump wallets
F*ck bitches, love commas, headed to the Trump Towers
Lil' Chris, he was a tucker, wouldn't dare the rush hours
Money gettin' rid of pain like Shaquille Sunflower
All lips, slick talker, spit hoggin', crip walkin', blood bangin'
I was prideful, I was lyin', I was anxious
Twist fingers, that's what niggas do to fit in
At Cool Club you need recommendation to get in
Auction for your life, how much you give to put your bid in?
All my ghetto traits gone, I mostly get that from my father
Look, I get my stubborn from my mother, she be doin' the most
But I ain't sweatin' either side, 'cause it's beauty in both
You see the ghetto in me taught me how to hustle
Play the scenic, street smart, slick talkin', little hood and comedic
Everything I say, I mean it, that's my momma's stubbornness
That's the reason I keep dreamin', keep dreamin', keep dreamin', ayy
So I can spark a blunt if I want to (alright)
And I pour up my cup if I want to (alright)
It's her body, she can pull up if she want to (alright)
And I get in them guts like I want to (alright)
The hood, I'm only stuck if I want to (alright)
So I can change my luck if I want to (if I want to)
You special, you can do anything you want to (want)
We two special, we can do anything we want to

I burn bridges I confess, gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress, still f*ckin' with my head
I should probably say less, think that'll be best
I burn bridges I confess, gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress, still f*ckin' with my head
I should probably say less, think that'll be best, think that'll be best
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Alessandro Hug, Anthony Parrino, Antoine Harris, Arin Ray, Cody Osagie, Emilia Taubic, Jiovanni Romano, Joshua Morgan, Lucien Spielmann, Luther Nicholson, Robert Lee Gill Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, The Administration MP, Inc., THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC, Downtown Music Publishing






Baby Rose - Heavy Is The Head

Climbing gold gilded stairs
Drippin' blood from my hands
Fighting through all this fear, hmm
All of these scars I've beared
Under this robe I wear
Feel like I'm left for dead

Heart so hollow
Look out and I'm alone on the throne
Can't let it crumble

Heavy is the head that wears the crown
Pray God forgives when He's looking down
And if I fall and crash to the ground
I'd find a way to win this somehow

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
I, I

Heart so hollow
Look out and I'm alone on the throne
Can't let it crumble

Heavy is the head that wears the crown
Pray God forgives when He's looking down
And if I fall and crash to the ground
I'd find a way to win this somehow
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
Pray God forgives when He's looking down
And if I fall and crash to the ground
I'd find a way to win this somehow
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Eric Sandoval, Frank James Jr Brim, Jasmine Rose Wilson, Kaleb Nathan Rollins, Kevin Ross, Marc Soto, Margaux Whitney, Mark Anthony Spears, Omar Grand, Sensei Bueno, Tim Gent
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Dreamville - Blood, Sweat & Tears

[ Featuring Bas, Kel P, Black Sherif ]

I've been waitin' all my life, I've been spendin' all my nights
Contemplatin' all my trails, oh my God, this not overnight
I've been givin' all my soul, I've been chasin' all my goals
Dedication all I know, that's how hard I go

Blood sweat and my tears, no, I will not surrender
If you take my lead then we can fly together
Heaven never seem to reach, it's now or never
We got what we need, but we don't got forever (mm-mm)

Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life

Move back, couldn't stop me some day
I dey fast lane mo fedeke
Who tell you say ko se se
Se oluwa lo bamise o
Eleda mi o ni sun
Awon alabo ti soro leyin o
As I dey grind kowope
As you dey grind kowope

Blood sweat and my tears, no, I will not surrender
If you take my lead then we can fly together
Heaven never seem to reach, it's now or never
We got what we need, but we don't got forever (mm-mm)

Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life

Way, way-ayy, way, yeah
Away, way, away, away

We know what we doin'
We de see how you movin'
I know they try and beat me
I've been livin' like a movie
One of them tried to stop me
Oh, you see how I'm movin'
Look him in his eyes a fose
Be Seminoma Sama Sobe

Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
Oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh, oh, oh, oh-way-oh
I've been waitin' all my life
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Abbas Hamad, Udoma Amba
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






Back to: Creed Movie


The 2023 American sports drama film Creed III, the third in the Creed series and the overall ninth installment in the Rocky franchise, was accompanied by two soundtrack albums. Creed III: The Soundtrack, featuring original songs executive produced by Dreamville, and Creed III: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack, featuring an original score composed by Joseph Shirley, were both released on March 3, 2023.

The original soundtrack includes contributions from Dreamville artists, J. Cole, Bas, Cozz, Omen, Lute, Ari Lennox, JID, and EarthGang.
Genre(s): Soundtrack, Hip hop, R&B, Afrobeats
Length: 56:37
Released: March 3rd, 2023
Year: 2023

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