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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YFN Lucci
YFN Lucci
Vocals
Bigga Rankin
Bigga Rankin
Vocals
AK
AK
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alvin Kumar
Alvin Kumar
Songwriter
Rayshawn Lamar Bennett
Rayshawn Lamar Bennett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Horesco
John Horesco
Mastering Engineer
Keith Dawson
Keith Dawson
Mixing Engineer
AK
AK
Producer

Texty

[Verse 1]
Uh, EA
Gotta listen to whatever word he say
Gotta listen to whatever **** he say
Yeah, listen to whatever
Look, uh
[Verse 2]
Huh, still had the game, EA
No, we can't never give these **** leeway
No, we can't be worryin' 'bout what the streets say
Gotta tote the .45, know we keep spray
Uh, got at least for or five brewin' when we play
Be cool, you don't really want a wound from the K
Be cool, you don't really want them goons in your place
Be cool, lil' dude, it ain't nothin' to get you ate
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'ma pop shit like I never did
Whole lotta money, ain't it evident?
Call it like an elephant
Promise I ain't never hid
Who the fuck you better than?
You ain't got no leverage
We ain't tryna settle shit
Unless you got a body for the bro, we can't settle it
I'm tryna better it, I been on the better shit
I just dropped an album, and that shit there doin' excellent
I just got another meal ticket, and you know I'm still with it, yeah
[Verse 4]
Uh, playin' with my mother, I know she ain't even deserve that shit
Been didn't deserve that shit
I mean, I won't never quit
Playin' with my team, full speed, how I'm comin' in
Ain't nothin' you can tell a **** when I'm on my element
It ain't nothin', you can tell a **** 'bout my family
Yeah, it ain't nothin' you can tell a ****, we gon' handle it
Yeah, you better know that we gon' handle it
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 5]
Uh, on my Arm & Hammer shit
Spittin' like I'm cancer-sick
Plus, you know we candle lit
I went from ridin' with a half a brick to a half a ticket
Went from baggin' up them groceries, now we baggin' bitches
Whole lot of addresses, you ain' got a pad yet
Now I got a bag, you ain't even got a knapsack
Uh, droptop bad, so we ain't never had
Hard times turn a little boy to a man
[Verse 6]
And even though we took some losses, we ain't go out bad
Them **** turned they back, so we ain't never turned back
When you miss your dawg's call, then, ****, you call back
How you go against your dawg? We ain't never learned that
Yeah, uh, hey, yeah, I'm above, but I'm still learnin'
Whole lot of bridges to cross, and I can't burn 'em
A whole lotta **** I lost and it's still burnin'
[Verse 7]
Uh, came from the slums, lil' ****, we stayed down
We ain't got no problem whenever we move around
Know I'm goin' even if he dead wrong
Look, them my dawgs, I would never change on 'em
Uh, change, man, I love 'em, can't change on you
Change whenever I put my chains on
Change whenever I got my rings on
[Verse 8]
It's a cold world
We live in
One where love can turn into hate
And real is almost always fake
Dawg, it's a tough lesson to learn
Knowing that not everybody wishes you well
Now this is not the ending
This is where we start tellin' the story
See, Wish Me Well 3
An album worth of hits
Made a mixtape's worth of pain
Wish Me Well 3 is on the way
Written by: Alvin Kumar, Rayshawn Lamar Bennett
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