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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Diehl
Benjamin Diehl
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Bill Kahan Kapri
Bill Kahan Kapri
Songwriter
Harold Larry Thomas
Harold Larry Thomas
Songwriter
Lee Jones
Lee Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Ulrich
Chris Ulrich
Engineer
Drew Drucker
Drew Drucker
Engineer
Jamie Peters
Jamie Peters
Engineer
Tyler Unland
Tyler Unland
Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Producer
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Glee I can't let these niggas knock me off my pivot God sat me down and talked to me, I listened I was in that cell, he told me that I'm gifted I don't make it in the booth, then I'ma make it in the kitchen I'm special with the mic, special with the whippin' I ran out of money, had to pay attention All the people that was 'round me, they ain't have my best interest You ain't have my best interest You lazy with yo' loyalty and yo' position And now I gotta execute 'cause you don't listen That throwaway on me, dumpin' with position I know shawty only on my trail 'cause she see a ticket I read between the lines and people, they intentions Can't have you niggas around me shit gon' go to missing I had to press that bump, I had to feel it You know if it ever come down to it, a nigga with it All these drugs got the whole world jiggy Hoes comin' out they clothes and niggas trippin' Why hit the top to back to the bottom? All these bitches fallin' for me like it's autumn I'm tryna tell you, homie, you don't want none They freed me so I'm right back to that money hunt Somebody tell these niggas they don't want none Kodak Black but I'm sprayin' blue hundons They said my nigga Cool on the fuckin' run When they let him out of prison, I'll be 31 I knew I was a star when I was sellin' hard Everybody told me I would make it when I was on the block See, before the rap shit, I was jackin' cars I couldn't get all my time 'cause I was doin' fraud Me and my nigga Lil' Marcus tearin' up the Y It hurt me 'til my heart hurt, they gave him 25 I'm from the Nola, all I know is slang that iron Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin' Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin' Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin'
Writer(s): Lee Jones, Benjamin Diehl, Harold Thomas, Bill K Kapri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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