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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mozzy
Mozzy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Patterson
Timothy Patterson
Songwriter
David Grear
David Grear
Songwriter
Adam Grund
Adam Grund
Songwriter
Julian Cannon
Julian Cannon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave-O
Dave-O
Producer
Chris Longwood
Chris Longwood
Mastering Engineer
Adam Grund
Adam Grund
Producer
Christian Quinonez PKA CQ
Christian Quinonez PKA CQ
Mixing Engineer
Franklyn Perez PKA Piec
Franklyn Perez PKA Piec
Recording Engineer
Julian Cannon
Julian Cannon
Producer

Lyrics

Free Lil Ju, that's on the woops, I wish they gave him bail I would've been grabbed him If I'm a bitch like niggas say, you should've been bagged me Yeah, Avenues Ain't going back to that cell Still winning when I add up these L's To the neck 'cause I won't rat on myself It was days I was hurting, but my pride wouldn't let me ask you for help High-speeding, do the dash in a dell, that wasn't even our load Since you know me, name a time when I froze Real nigga, not the one you expose What's the price on the poles? Ring me up, I plan on blessing the hood How you blow up and ain't check on the hood? That could never be me Blew the Interscope, check on the hood Stuffed the opposition dead in the 'Wood 'cause it's forever smokey Fun-sized AR's shells hella bulky Remove the high beams and telescopie, yeah I'm still in Cali', I can't tell they want me Pursuing every lead that fell upon me, we proactive with it He took his scary ass to Houston when we clapped a nigga And that's on Jakey, go and ask the nigga HGM General They ain't get no money, niggas acting like it's difficult First time in Slausen, blew a 50 ball with Enphico You know I fuck with Ben Ballin The labels been calling way before I signed with Gotti But they ain't get me righteous like he got me Sliding with these sticks, masks on, game of hockey Turning down the Trist', preferably fuck with Wocky Pour it in a blue cream frosty if you will, ayy He ain't tag his jeweler when he copped, then it ain't real Middle of that Arden Mall, go, we know the deal Killers ain't gonna chill unless I tell them chill It's several M's in my account, amount to all them L's The pack landed, he confirmed by texting, "All is well" And lil' mama said she looking for a real nigga Shouldn't be that hard to find because they all in jail Free Lil Ju, that's on the Woop, I wish they gave him bail I would've been grabbed him If I'm a bitch like niggas say, you should've been bagged me (Let the beat ride out, Ju') If I'm a bitch like niggas say, you should've been bagged me
Writer(s): Timothy Patterson, David Grear, Grun Adam, Canon Julian Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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