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Rasharn Powell - White Sheets feat. POiSON ANNA (Visualiser)

Rasharn Powell - White Sheets feat. POiSON ANNA ©2025 Rasharn Powell Music performance by Rasharn Powell & POiSON ANNA Music produced by Saigon Fury Directed by Tayler Prince-Fraser Starring Rasharn Powell & Aurora Wintz Art Direction by George Vicary Produced by Ella Kenny & Alex Ayodele-Otele Direction of Photography by Joe Ripley Edited by Carina Etae Colour by Johnny Tully 1st AC by Ed Massey 2nd AC by Mark James Gaffering by Sachin Parmer Spark by Stephan Crabb Mixing by Aston Rudi Mastering by Kevin Tuffy Styling by Rasharn Powell Styling Assisting by Emmanuel Duru Wardrobe from La Nauseé & Seventh Hair and Make-Up by Amrita Mudan Graphic Design by NoDoubt Office Running by Claudia Celeste BTS Filmography by Caleb Kumiko BTS Photography by Alistair McVeigh Casting by Bardha Krasniqi Head of Operations by Abiola Kareem A Noir Production brought to you by Converse & andmore. Lyrics White sheets seem to coat the streets Footprints behind me like wet sand Leaving ‘em so she can come find me If there’s a chance she’s still looking Tryna get my money longer Meanwhile, I’m getting stronger God made my life much harder Deep down I’m his toughest soldier When I roam these streets They can’t compete See I’m a man that whizzes in his own lane I clocked the game Speeding faster Like my blood’s filled with cocaine I’m not just lucky, baby I know it’s not my time to go But you’re knocking for me Knocking hard on Heavens door Not afraid to leave you, girl You’re busy taking long Now you’re sitting in the dust Caught singing my songs See I’m a prophet baby Prophesying in this poem Just won a Texas hold ‘em Not afraid to leave you, girl You’re busy taking long Now you’re sitting in the dust Caught singing my songs See I’m a prophet baby Prophesying in this poem Just won a Texas hold ‘em Dealing with the cards I told you Oh you’re scared to take the risk it all All ‘cause you’d probably fall Head over heels Right over me But you got this logic calling ya Should I let it ring out? Look at how you’re talking now If I give you my love It might be the start Of why I can't stand so tall But I’ll fill up your cup and I won’t drink at all In our demise, would you knead my scars? You’re the light through my blinds, my all in all So, what if I don’t let you have sex at all? I’m good till you reach with your left hand out This connection’s what it’s all about Or we just end up losing out Yeah? Don’t be afraid to leave me, boy If I’m busy taking long I ain’t sitting in the dust Caught up singing your songs Cause I’m the prophet, baby Prophets ain’t in this poem Just won a Texas hold ‘em Just won a Texas hold ‘em Not afraid to leave you, girl You’re busy taking long Now you’re sitting in the dust Caught singing my songs See I’m a prophet baby Prophesying in this poem Just won a Texas hold ‘em Dealing with the cards I told you #music #rasharnpowell #newmusic #love