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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chidi Osondu
Chidi Osondu
Songwriter
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Songwriter
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trajuan “Mixedbytra” Jackson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Recording Engineer
Chi Chi
Chi Chi
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Wondering why I do so much, I love her Tryna make sure my whole family stay above water If you fall, I fall, I'm not the type of guy that say I did my part Looking back on everything I did, I'm like, "I'm blessed beyond" I gotta get rich for my kids, I'm on my second son I done did the bid when 90% of niggas ain't comin' home Until all my hitters get out the system, they goin' in every song I done ran up digits, real million off a camera phone Now I run the charts, I'm goin' hard damn near on every song Try my best to help my people out, they try to do me wrong I don't hold grudges, I get money I won't budge and I won't comment Seen the way you played it, that shit raw, it made my stomach burn Grandma told me long as I keep living, then one day I'll learn I got in that mode, couldn't wait no longer, I had to take a turn My grandad call me preacher man My verses hit people like sermons I was in the streets, but every week, I went to Sunday Service Pay my tithes and pray God watch my back and then I'm back to servin' I'ma need for you to be near as possible, if nobody's perfect And I'ma do whatever I can do to help you, if you worth it But freaks don't get flooded and hoes don't get purses You get whatever if I get your mercy I'll give you drip, long as you don't get thirsty I'll give you cars, one account, we can merge 'em Give you a line just to call when it's urgent Shit wet, go so deep, it fee; like we surfing Find you a location, I don't need your service I stay on my job, I got this far from working Too fresh to search me and she up 10 Birkins Shit could be worse Don't do all that, dog, I had that shit first Atlanta my playground and the whole world is my turf Feeling like I was cursed Came home and I ran it up, now they don't know what I'm worth I been getting so high I can't even lie like I don't know why If we catch 'em, we gon' flip 'em, this a no fly zone Had to play the cross 'cause I had Chrome Hearts on (yeah, yeah) Scared to give it all to 'em, so I guess that I'm teasin' I don't sweat, I'm goin' hard for it, no one said it was easy On a private jet in Wyoming, I was chilling with Yeezy In a stolen car in ninth grade, we had lost Lil Breezy I ain't got no credit still, long as I'm gettin' money, I probably never will Ain't no sense puttin' myself in debt when I keep gettin' these checks I had to realize that I'm the catch, I can't be havin' sex with anyone Sometime I get side-tracked and it's easy when so many come They never have nothing to give but always screaming, "Give me some" I'm tryna be rich for real, do whatever to get it up I done lost it all before, I had to make 'em give it up Glad I got to switch it up, my business up I just hit my shorty on a text like, "Want a Bentley truck?" And it wasn't even no occasion Tellin' lies about me on the internet, that shit be crazy You forget that you didn't get the Range 'cause you was actin' lazy But you ain't tell 'me that All the blogs be actin' shady, I ain't feelin' that Never not gon' take care of my kids and never be a rat You know what's the motto You don't like it, you can bring it back We was in the trenches, gettin' a lot of racks, no cap Shit could be worse Don't do all that, dog, I had that shit first Atlanta my playground and the whole world is my turf Feelin' like I was cursed Came home and I ran it up, now they don't know what I'm worth I been gettin' so high I can't even lie like I don't know why If we catch 'em, we gon' flip 'em, this a no fly zone Had to play the cross 'cause I had Chrome Hearts on Shit could be worse Don't do all that, dog, I had that shit first Atlanta my playground and the whole world is my turf Feelin' like I was cursed Came home and I ran it up, now they don't know what I'm worth I been gettin' so high I can't even lie like I don't know why If we catch 'em, we gon' flip 'em, this a no fly zone Had to play the cross 'cause I had Chrome Hearts on (yea, yea)
Writer(s): Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Dominique Jones, Chidi Steve Osondu, Josh Plotner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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