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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Mosaic Music
Mosaic Music
Programming
Santino
Santino
Programming
melody.
melody.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Dean Maola
Dean Maola
Songwriter
Graham Maola
Graham Maola
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Alex Estevez
Alex Estevez
Mixing Engineer
Mosaic Music
Mosaic Music
Producer
Santino
Santino
Producer
Gabriel Pitaro
Gabriel Pitaro
Assistant Recording Engineer
Kamron Krieger
Kamron Krieger
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

It's crazy I'm still here livin' this lifestyle with the n-- I came with I always just did what I had to do, I never tried bein' a gangster My hand on the tooly while I'm on the stage F-- it, now I gotta be dangerous To keep it a hundred, I rather the money, I never wanted to be famous To keep it a hundred, these n-- be buggin' Just run up on me if you anxious And n-- be totin' the grip for no reason And don't even know how to aim it By the look on your face, I can tell you're in your feelings Trust me, you don't gotta say sh-- And I don't even wanna feel how you feel, baby, I wanna be painless Whatever you wanna do, I'm off of '42 and I do not want no chaser And you need a n-- that handle your attitude, but I'm a n-- with paper You probably just love me for my lifestyle, how I pull up in the latest But I could read you like a book, I just be over here flippin' through pages Hmm Dada, I'm home Where are you? It's me, Melody, pick up the phone Mmm Miss you, I love you I love you too And girl, I'ma love you forever, you know this already, you know it's true And even when I'm gone, I'ma be with you forever, unplugable Before I even thought about going half on a baby Girl, even your moms could tell you all about it, baby, I'm crazy If they ever try to throw shots, I'll dive in front of you I know I be f-- up, baby, but don't you go lookin' for something new I don't wanna lay up with none of these b--, I wanna lay up with you And I ain't no dummy, these b-- be lovin' me 'cause of my revenue They be tellin' you rumors, spreadin' rumors that was never true, yeah Only want me to lose 'cause I'm makin' too much to be sweatin' you And n-- be sellin' records off of hype now, that ain't nothin' new (Yeah) And my diamonds be goin' off without a light, now, yeah, it's crazy My diamonds be goin' off without a light now, n-- rockin' fugazi And everywhere I go, I'm hearin' my style, n-- gon' have to pay me I bought me a Lam' and promised myself that I'd never go back to Mercedes I just been goin' through phases
Writer(s): Artist Dubose, Dean Maola, Graham Maola Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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