Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
Section 8
Section 8
Programming
Jasper Harris
Jasper Harris
Programming
Russell Chell
Russell Chell
Programming
Chi Chi
Chi Chi
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jasper Harris
Jasper Harris
Songwriter
Chidi Osondu
Chidi Osondu
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Rai'Shaun Williams
Rai'Shaun Williams
Songwriter
Russell Chell
Russell Chell
Songwriter
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Section 8
Section 8
Producer
Jasper Harris
Jasper Harris
Producer
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
Recording Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nick Rice
Nick Rice
Mixing Engineer
Russell Chell
Russell Chell
Producer
Chi Chi
Chi Chi
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(What's happenin', Chi Chi?) The voice, huh (Section 8 just straight cooked that muhfucker up) The hero Ain't nobody bigger than this shit That shit be script, ahahahaha Ayy, Baby, I told you, bruh, do you hear me? Doin' four hundred first week, nigga We beat the odds, got it poppin', this shit ain't usual When everybody want something, feel like they usin' you I wanna turn up some more, but for what? I keep it cool I'm startin' to feel like a god, I'm like, "What would Jesus do?" You got a piece of me forever, I can't never leave you Can't go back and forth with no one, I know what that lead to Told me you want some space for shit, I wanna breathe too I can't go back to my neighborhood no more, I breeze through I had to sleep with my gun when I was booked, I wanted to sleep with my son Parole board had a grip on my bond, I couldn't dip But she was broke, but the hood knew her well, she couldn't stripped Plus ain't no type of scam in this world she couldn't flip Ain't no type of lean in this world I couldn't sip I beef with my cousin, we catch him, it's fuck him He fuck with the other side, he gettin' killed He fuck with the other side, he gettin' killed I'ma speak for everybody who ain't gotta wait, get 'em And if I say a number, and you ain't got a way, cashier I done got bigger and richer than last year I don't fuck with too many niggas from last year Bond him out for 50 thousand cash, I use the cashier And I was in city, got the time, I got mad tears Whatever go up must come down, ferris wheel He ain't buy a gun but he'd rather buy Chanel heels You can be the voice if you want to You can be the hero if you want to You can have millions if you want to And you can do what you want to And we be them niggas who they lookin' up to And we be them niggas who they lookin' up And we be them niggas who they lookin' up to And we be them niggas who they lookin' up to Yeah, police get behind me, then I better not stop Binary trigger on the AR, not stock We don't never post, but we be makin' TikToks Why you don't be in the hood no more? That shit hot, yeah Niggas really thinkin' they can catch up with me That is not my bitch if she ain't rockin' Richard Millies Just because you got the same kind of car, we not the same kind I just had two best friends tryna suck me at the same time Damn, I miss them houses in the hood, we used to trap 'em out The only reason we ain't on your ass 'cause you was tappin' out My opps just went to jail, I paid the bros to go and pap 'em out 400 a show, ain't nothin' less, I bet I pack it out Catch him out in traffic, gotta ask him what them captions 'bout Internet gangstas, y'all just actin' out They made jokes when I was broke, look at who laughin' now I'm gettin' too big for all these chains, I gotta pass 'em down I'm tryna turn up all the killers, ain't tryna crash 'em out Ain't got no credit, I need to get some, I be cashin' out You with the bitch because she lit, she gettin' passed around I know some niggas who look rich but buyin' a couple pounds Stop all that huffin' and that puffin' 'fore we blow you down I got six pipes on this G-Wagen, this bitch super loud Turks & Caicos, scuba divin', vacation three hundred thousand I'm the headliner now I might jump off in the crowd You can be the voice if you want to You can be the hero if you want to You can have millions if you want to And you can do what you want to And we be them niggas who they lookin' up to And we be them niggas who they lookin' up And we be them niggas who they lookin' up to And we be them niggas who they lookin' up to
Writer(s): Durk D. Banks, Russell James Chell Jr., Dominique Jones, Chidi Steve Osondu, Rai'shaun Devante Williams, Jasper Lee Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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