Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
Wheezy
Wheezy
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Wesley Glass
Wesley Glass
Songwriter
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pierre "P" Thomas
Pierre "P" Thomas
Executive Producer
Kevin "Coach K" Lee
Kevin "Coach K" Lee
Executive Producer
M. "Twan" Traylor
M. "Twan" Traylor
Executive Producer
James Harden
James Harden
Executive Producer
Wheezy
Wheezy
Producer
Aresh Banaji
Aresh Banaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nick Rice
Nick Rice
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Slice
Slice
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Wheezy outta here Voice of the Heroes of the Streets Young Spider checkin' in Uh, big faces, little faces, mix it up Everywhere you see me, I got the semi tucked Gave her a rack the first day, now she look like a prostitute I got a really bad, bad, bad bitch tyin' my shoes (yeah), huh I put it up the first five years, so how the fuck can I really lose? I learned to wipe my face with these dollar bills and all of 'em blue (woah) I was dyin' those with the really expensive crevices (ha) Gettin' millions, who the fuck better than? And I'm ill like a reverend (yah) Wearin' ho all over her back and swappin' teams like a letterman I'm celibate (ayy), no settlement (ayy), I'm fly as hell, I'm pelican When you die, it's irrelevant (oh), I live in every sense (oh) I got the settlement (oh-oh) I went from shuttle to the medal to the Rolls truck I got the Smith & Wess' in Cali' and I showed up Guess I never growed up (ye-ye) Half a million on me right now Hundred thousand on me, count it right now Know you run up, you get gunned down Shit get sweet, the label doin' anything now Half a band, purple Benzo And I'm gone, it's a wrap Breakin' out 'cause you scared to run your bags Coach had told me, "Run it up the side" So let's run it up the side (side) Street nigga with elite status (yeah) I done popped me a pink Addy (yeah) Young nigga make killin' a fetish (yeah) I know a scammer who'll leak your addy (let's get it) I'm lowkey so I ain't sleepin' in the tele' (let's get it) Wockesha done blew up my belly (drank) I'm a street nigga, stay outta my business My bitch gon' stunt with a careless (yeah) They say I lost my mind when I'm off these drugs, I go to sleep (when I go to sleep) I was fucked up when my dawg had caught a bond, I couldn't reach (couldn't raeach) Gotta watch out for the ones you call your dawgs, 'cause he a leech (facts) I done fucked up my whole profit, made it back in one week I scream, "Free Nine," like nine times, I'ma always carry my nine They shot my cousin in from the blind side, they didn't even look him in his eye You got a gun and you ain't slide, I swear that shit gon' kill my vibe I keep braggin' about the other side 'cause them niggas keep dyin' (Oh, no, no, no, no, no) I'm the Voice of the Hero (Yeah, I know Thug the coach, let's get it) Half a million on me right now Hundred thousand on me, count it right now Know you run up, you get gunned down Shit get sweet, the label doin' anything now Half a band, purple Benzo And I'm gone, it's a wrap Breakin' out 'cause you scared to run your bags Coach had told me, "Run it up the side" So let's run it up the side (up the side) Run it up for miles (miles) I don't get no help in stores, I'm really havin' style Knew I was gon' be the man one day when I was a child Used to try to serve everyone, I'm pipin' up the crowd now Steady goin', they know I'm the one, they gotta bow down I'm from the city, she call me country, she like the way I sound It's a lotta people lookin' up to me, and I ain't gon' let 'em down Lil' bro nem can get whatever from me, I had 'em sellin' pounds It's crazy now, I'm real big on privacy, I come from public housing Just work with me, I need a little time, I'm tryna fix up my life That shit was real good, I can't lie, but I had to sacrifice I'm focused now And the shit that don't matter won't even cross my mind A lot of shit is startin' to look different, I opened up my eyes And I done changed my life from just watchin', I owe a lot to slime I twist all my problems in the wood and I get real high Some folks just don't get it, you can't make 'em, I was still tryin' I had to realize Half a million on me right now (right now) Hundred thousand on me, count it right now Know you run up, you get gunned down Shit get sweet, the label doin' anything now Half a band, purple Benzo And I'm gone, it's a wrap Breakin' out 'cause you scared to run your bags Coach had told me, "Run it up the side" So let's run it up the side
Writer(s): Durk D. Banks, Wesley Tyler Glass, Dominique Jones, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Dylan Cleary Krell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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