The Producer
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โฑ๏ธ 2:44 duration
๐ ID: 3214558
๐ Lyrics
And they all lived happily ever after
And they all lived happily
And they all lived
And they all grew up
You can find me in the darkness
Layin' tracks just like a railroad
Oswald, Versace, Vivienne, you get the message
I designed them beats like Alexander threads them dresses
Ah mmm
I be workin' on the Sunday
Mama told me that's a God day
I'm just tryna eat, yeah, I'm just tryna get a ticket
God bless the sin, and no rest for the wicked
Ah mmm
Man, they can't tell me nothing (ay ay)
Fuck yeah, I been on my grind
Yeah
One, two (yeah, yeah)
Kanye West, they can't tell me nothing (no, no)
Paid my dues and I did my time
Yes, I did (ay)
Now I
Sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry
Wonderin' when this feather gonna take me right back up to the sky
'Cause it's been too long
Paintin' this picture
Watchin' paint dry
I'm the producer
Watchin' these Spielberg's fly, ah mmm
All these Gosling's (all these Gosling's)
With Hollywood smiles (Holly-wooden smiles)
And I'm just the producer (the producer)
Tryna make a headline, ah mmm
I been livin' with the phantom
He be holdin' me for ransom
Tryna climb the ladder, I'm just hopin' and a-wishin'
Money and the power, they don't come without ambition
Ah mmm
Mother had those baby pictures up
Ah mmm
I was destined for some shit
But now I'm lookin' at the cuckoo clock
I'm countin' all them digits
Made some plans for life but now he's actin' like a bitch
Well I sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry
Wonderin' when the Father up in heaven gonna give me my piece of the pie
'Cause it's been too long
And they all lived happily
And they all lived
And they all grew up
You can find me in the darkness
Layin' tracks just like a railroad
Oswald, Versace, Vivienne, you get the message
I designed them beats like Alexander threads them dresses
Ah mmm
I be workin' on the Sunday
Mama told me that's a God day
I'm just tryna eat, yeah, I'm just tryna get a ticket
God bless the sin, and no rest for the wicked
Ah mmm
Man, they can't tell me nothing (ay ay)
Fuck yeah, I been on my grind
Yeah
One, two (yeah, yeah)
Kanye West, they can't tell me nothing (no, no)
Paid my dues and I did my time
Yes, I did (ay)
Now I
Sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry
Wonderin' when this feather gonna take me right back up to the sky
'Cause it's been too long
Paintin' this picture
Watchin' paint dry
I'm the producer
Watchin' these Spielberg's fly, ah mmm
All these Gosling's (all these Gosling's)
With Hollywood smiles (Holly-wooden smiles)
And I'm just the producer (the producer)
Tryna make a headline, ah mmm
I been livin' with the phantom
He be holdin' me for ransom
Tryna climb the ladder, I'm just hopin' and a-wishin'
Money and the power, they don't come without ambition
Ah mmm
Mother had those baby pictures up
Ah mmm
I was destined for some shit
But now I'm lookin' at the cuckoo clock
I'm countin' all them digits
Made some plans for life but now he's actin' like a bitch
Well I sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry
Wonderin' when the Father up in heaven gonna give me my piece of the pie
'Cause it's been too long
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.04] And they all lived happily ever after
[00:04.36] And they all lived happily
[00:06.84] And they all lived
[00:10.50] And they all grew up
[00:21.44] You can find me in the darkness
[00:25.35] Layin' tracks just like a railroad
[00:28.83] Oswald, Versace, Vivienne, you get the message
[00:31.55] I designed them beats like Alexander threads them dresses
[00:34.74] Ah mmm
[00:36.38] I be workin' on the Sunday
[00:38.93] Mama told me that's a God day
[00:42.20] I'm just tryna eat, yeah, I'm just tryna get a ticket
[00:45.26] God bless the sin, and no rest for the wicked
[00:48.85] Ah mmm
[00:50.28] Man, they can't tell me nothing (ay ay)
[00:53.08] Fuck yeah, I been on my grind
[00:57.61] Yeah
[01:00.62] One, two (yeah, yeah)
[01:03.33] Kanye West, they can't tell me nothing (no, no)
[01:07.19] Paid my dues and I did my time
[01:11.25] Yes, I did (ay)
[01:17.36] Now I
[01:18.17] Sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry
[01:24.39] Wonderin' when this feather gonna take me right back up to the sky
[01:30.04] 'Cause it's been too long
[01:32.21] Paintin' this picture
[01:35.28] Watchin' paint dry
[01:38.38] I'm the producer
[01:41.93] Watchin' these Spielberg's fly, ah mmm
[01:45.97] All these Gosling's (all these Gosling's)
[01:49.18] With Hollywood smiles (Holly-wooden smiles)
[01:53.17] And I'm just the producer (the producer)
[01:56.28] Tryna make a headline, ah mmm
[02:00.07] I been livin' with the phantom
[02:04.02] He be holdin' me for ransom
[02:06.27] Tryna climb the ladder, I'm just hopin' and a-wishin'
[02:09.25] Money and the power, they don't come without ambition
[02:12.92] Ah mmm
[02:14.28] Mother had those baby pictures up
[02:17.00] Ah mmm
[02:17.79] I was destined for some shit
[02:19.76] But now I'm lookin' at the cuckoo clock
[02:21.87] I'm countin' all them digits
[02:23.41] Made some plans for life but now he's actin' like a bitch
[02:26.90] Well I sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry
[02:34.71] Wonderin' when the Father up in heaven gonna give me my piece of the pie
[02:39.98] 'Cause it's been too long
[00:04.36] And they all lived happily
[00:06.84] And they all lived
[00:10.50] And they all grew up
[00:21.44] You can find me in the darkness
[00:25.35] Layin' tracks just like a railroad
[00:28.83] Oswald, Versace, Vivienne, you get the message
[00:31.55] I designed them beats like Alexander threads them dresses
[00:34.74] Ah mmm
[00:36.38] I be workin' on the Sunday
[00:38.93] Mama told me that's a God day
[00:42.20] I'm just tryna eat, yeah, I'm just tryna get a ticket
[00:45.26] God bless the sin, and no rest for the wicked
[00:48.85] Ah mmm
[00:50.28] Man, they can't tell me nothing (ay ay)
[00:53.08] Fuck yeah, I been on my grind
[00:57.61] Yeah
[01:00.62] One, two (yeah, yeah)
[01:03.33] Kanye West, they can't tell me nothing (no, no)
[01:07.19] Paid my dues and I did my time
[01:11.25] Yes, I did (ay)
[01:17.36] Now I
[01:18.17] Sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry
[01:24.39] Wonderin' when this feather gonna take me right back up to the sky
[01:30.04] 'Cause it's been too long
[01:32.21] Paintin' this picture
[01:35.28] Watchin' paint dry
[01:38.38] I'm the producer
[01:41.93] Watchin' these Spielberg's fly, ah mmm
[01:45.97] All these Gosling's (all these Gosling's)
[01:49.18] With Hollywood smiles (Holly-wooden smiles)
[01:53.17] And I'm just the producer (the producer)
[01:56.28] Tryna make a headline, ah mmm
[02:00.07] I been livin' with the phantom
[02:04.02] He be holdin' me for ransom
[02:06.27] Tryna climb the ladder, I'm just hopin' and a-wishin'
[02:09.25] Money and the power, they don't come without ambition
[02:12.92] Ah mmm
[02:14.28] Mother had those baby pictures up
[02:17.00] Ah mmm
[02:17.79] I was destined for some shit
[02:19.76] But now I'm lookin' at the cuckoo clock
[02:21.87] I'm countin' all them digits
[02:23.41] Made some plans for life but now he's actin' like a bitch
[02:26.90] Well I sold my soul so my mama don't have to cry
[02:34.71] Wonderin' when the Father up in heaven gonna give me my piece of the pie
[02:39.98] 'Cause it's been too long