Hit Song
They want me to make a hit song
Please gimme the recipe
Putting the right food in the cooker's a necessity
Eyes wide open when I wander in the city
Got the vibe, the skills, the flow, prolly not the chemistry
Ain't no fate, hard-work only will pay off
Yeah pulling all-nighters might be the only tradeoff
Passion and tenacity are what my dreams are made of
Let's try, fuck it if I'm way off
Man I'm loving Art in its purest form
Long before that you was born
Money the newest norm
Suit and ties and uniform
Ambiguous times, tryna make it through the storm
All I wanna do is to perform
God bless me coz at least I'm still doing the things I love
Sometimes I really miss my telly and my beers
I'd rather stand still but I have to pay the bills so
Gotta make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds, yeah
We're seekin a diamond day to day
And try, we try
Trying to make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds, yeah
Is it a senseless game to play?
Try, try
Ah me say Theo pon the mic
Unno ready fi di ride
Mi di pilot a the bike out deh
Me go wherever me like
Holy Father a mi guide
And make di whola wicked hearted go away
But one ting him never gimme, no
Me coulda go a London, Kingston or Tokyo
Cyaa find nuttn but me close to the goal enuh
Me know me haffi do me ting but
what me waan fi know is
How did Shaggy write it wasn't me?
How can I make history like Marley?
How did dem all do to find dem melodies?
Did di whole a dem know?
How to make a Hit Song
How to make a beat sound, Yeah
Caa we seeking a diamond day to day
And try, try
Trying to make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds, yeah
Is it a senseless game to play?
Try and try
The future's not turning out how I thought it would
Got dreams of the Grammys and smoking grass in Hollywood
But I feel like I'm always chasing shadows after all
Don't want to waste my time living a life without a goal
Mi haffi keep in mind seh mi army never go lef me
Gimme the energy and tell me seh me gifted
Dem say dem love bad dis ya likkle something
Say me nah fi follow no man and keep it authentic
Woyyy me a wonder
If it's worth it bredda we have one life
Even though me shouldn't bother
With the fame and spotlights
Still I know that I
Gotta make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds? Yeah
We're seekin a diamond day to day
Try, we try
Trying to make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds? Yeah
Is it a senseless game to play?
Try and try
Gotta make a Hit Song
Gotta make a Hit Song
Gotta make a Hit Song
Try, try
Please gimme the recipe
Putting the right food in the cooker's a necessity
Eyes wide open when I wander in the city
Got the vibe, the skills, the flow, prolly not the chemistry
Ain't no fate, hard-work only will pay off
Yeah pulling all-nighters might be the only tradeoff
Passion and tenacity are what my dreams are made of
Let's try, fuck it if I'm way off
Man I'm loving Art in its purest form
Long before that you was born
Money the newest norm
Suit and ties and uniform
Ambiguous times, tryna make it through the storm
All I wanna do is to perform
God bless me coz at least I'm still doing the things I love
Sometimes I really miss my telly and my beers
I'd rather stand still but I have to pay the bills so
Gotta make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds, yeah
We're seekin a diamond day to day
And try, we try
Trying to make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds, yeah
Is it a senseless game to play?
Try, try
Ah me say Theo pon the mic
Unno ready fi di ride
Mi di pilot a the bike out deh
Me go wherever me like
Holy Father a mi guide
And make di whola wicked hearted go away
But one ting him never gimme, no
Me coulda go a London, Kingston or Tokyo
Cyaa find nuttn but me close to the goal enuh
Me know me haffi do me ting but
what me waan fi know is
How did Shaggy write it wasn't me?
How can I make history like Marley?
How did dem all do to find dem melodies?
Did di whole a dem know?
How to make a Hit Song
How to make a beat sound, Yeah
Caa we seeking a diamond day to day
And try, try
Trying to make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds, yeah
Is it a senseless game to play?
Try and try
The future's not turning out how I thought it would
Got dreams of the Grammys and smoking grass in Hollywood
But I feel like I'm always chasing shadows after all
Don't want to waste my time living a life without a goal
Mi haffi keep in mind seh mi army never go lef me
Gimme the energy and tell me seh me gifted
Dem say dem love bad dis ya likkle something
Say me nah fi follow no man and keep it authentic
Woyyy me a wonder
If it's worth it bredda we have one life
Even though me shouldn't bother
With the fame and spotlights
Still I know that I
Gotta make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds? Yeah
We're seekin a diamond day to day
Try, we try
Trying to make a Hit Song
Tell me how the beat sounds? Yeah
Is it a senseless game to play?
Try and try
Gotta make a Hit Song
Gotta make a Hit Song
Gotta make a Hit Song
Try, try
Credits
Writer(s): Laurent Dupuy, Baptiste Dominique Cazaubon, Augustin Gilles Herreman, Clement Rinauro, Theophile Chalamon, Jaoade Oumama
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