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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Bottero
Alex Bottero
Songwriter
Amman Moosa Nurani
Amman Moosa Nurani
Songwriter
Kenneth Redfield, Jr
Kenneth Redfield, Jr
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flo Ongonga
Flo Ongonga
Engineer
Evrgrn
Evrgrn
Producer
Kenny Stuntin
Kenny Stuntin
Producer
Sspike Trap
Sspike Trap
Producer

Lyrics

Uh 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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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