Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Bottero
Songwriter
Amman Moosa Nurani
Songwriter
Kenneth Redfield, Jr
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flo Ongonga
Engineer
Evrgrn
Producer
Kenny Stuntin
Producer
Sspike Trap
Producer
Lyrics
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No, I never flipped, niggas jump ship just to go and get a check
I've been a tough soul when the whole world been on my neck
It done been long nights, long early mornings, I barely get rest
K pop, pop a X, my bitch pourin' OJ, Moët
Niggas can't even tell I'm high as hell, but I feel low
I ain't ever sad, I'ma trust the process and I let it all go
Niggas can't compare, it's not a contest, I'm here to let you know
Young Gun'Wunna comin' down Sunset, I'm rollin' in a Rolls
Show 'em it's a lot just to reach the top, dog, I really give 'em hope
Told you I'm just bein' me, I'm a humble beast, but I go loco
I could splurge a hunnid G's, them cuties, I'm stayin' low
I ain't in no nigga lane, I'm stayin' the same, I'm playin' my role
Can't function, I'm fed up with this nonsense
Lotta shit, and it's weighin' on my conscience, oh
Gotta work 'til I make me a fortune
All this money weighin' on my conscience, oh
Common sense, it don't even seem common
Difference is, it's weighin' on my conscience hard
Independence weighin' on my conscience hard
Close peers wanna beat me and can't beat me at all
Close peers wanna be me and can't see me at all
Go triple-double like Westbrook, they pay me to ball
Put up two doors, two fog lights, Porsche look like a frog
I'm OD countin' more G's, put a mill' in the safe
I don't stat chase, but I rat race, hustle like in the '80s
Wanna see how much more I can take, they want me to go crazy
All these drugs, it's hard to concentrate, I'm highly sedated
Had to tell myself it ain't just me, this world full of hatred
I been stackin' this foreign currency, I learn different languages
I bought black diamonds and white diamonds, this world segregated
(I bought black diamonds and white diamonds, this world segregated)
Can't function, I'm fed up with this nonsense
Lotta shit, and it's weighin' on my conscience, oh
Gotta work 'til I make me a fortune
All this money weighin' on my conscience, oh
Common sense, it don't even seem common
Difference is, it's weighin' on my conscience hard
Independence weighin' on my conscience hard
Close peers wanna beat me and can't beat me at all
Close peers wanna be me and can't see me at all
(That's a good one, P)
Writer(s): Alex Bottero, Amman Moosa Nurani, Kenneth Redfield, Sergio Kitchens
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