Lyrics:
Get it, text message I dont know the number
Flexin on these niggas, every bone and muscle
Steady taking shots, but Im never hurting nothing
Even then you dont worry none
And Id like to give a shoutout to my niggas with the game plan
And shoutout to my niggas with escape plans
Uh, twenty bands, rain dance
We can keep the rain check or we can make plans
Pockets loaded, rocket loaded, okay lets rock and roll this
Time to go, lock stock and two smoking barrels
Locked and loaded, diamonds glowing, chart-climbing on em
You think Im jumping out the window how I got em open
Line around the corner, line em up to block and over
Times I even stop the smoking when its time to focus
My shades Dior, my pants velour
Create, explore, expand, conquer
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
I sold the pack, the loose, the hard (yeah)
I listened to X, I peeped the bars (yeah)
The snakes, the rats, the cats, the dogs
The games, a trap, protect, your heart (yeah)
I waited in line, return, refine
The new design, its time to shine
To shine, to shine, to shine, to shine
I hustle, I flex, the world is mine
So please believe, allow the greaze
These niggas disease, dont speak we squeeze (squeeze)
I make the devil go weak the knees
You hate, youre lame, your loss
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
She came, I came, now whats my name?
My chain, my pants, my pants with the chain
They know its me, the hat and the shades
They heard my voice and they ran to the stage
My vans, my braids, my mans, my babe
My girls, my ex, my hoes that I left
The way I stepped, out the car, thats a flex
Give thanks, get fresh, praise the Lord then finesse, bless
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
I came, I saw, I came, I saw
I praise the Lord, then break the law
I take whats mine, then take some more
It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
℗ 2015 Parlophone Records Limited, a Warner Music Group Company
Additional Engineer: Aleks Von Korff
Vocals: Apple Martin
Engineer: Bill Rahko
Engineer: Chris Allgood
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Chris Allgood
Arranger: Chris Martin
Keyboards: Chris Martin
Lead Vocals: Chris Martin
Engineer: Daniel Green
Engineer: Daniela Rivera
Mastering Engineer: Emily Lazar
Arranger: Guy Berryman
Bass Guitar: Guy Berryman
Keyboards: Guy Berryman
Engineer: Jaime Sickora
Arranger: Jonny Buckland
Electric Guitar: Jonny Buckland
Keyboards: Jonny Buckland
Mastering Engineer: Merlin Watts
Vocals: Merry Clayton
Arranger, Producer: Mikkel S. Eriksen
Keyboards, Programmer: Mikkel S. Eriksen
Engineer: Miles Walker
Vocals: Moses Martin
Engineer: Phil Tan
Producer: Rik Simpson
Engineer: Robin Baynton
Arranger, Producer: Tor Erik Hermansen
Keyboards, Programmer: Tor Erik Hermansen
Arranger: Will Champion
Drums, Percussion: Will Champion
Backing Vocals: Will Champion
Writer: Chris Martin
Writer: Guy Berryman
Writer: Jonny Buckland
Writer: Mikkel S. Eriksen
Writer: Tor Erik Hermansen
Writer: Will Champion
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Lyrics
Let the sky fall
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At skyfall
At skyfall
Skyfall is where we start
A thousand miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my number, you can take my name
But you’ll never have my heart