Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
WhoKilledMac
WhoKilledMac
Performer
Malume LiieLow
Malume LiieLow
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Shamiso McVey
Matthew Shamiso McVey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
WhoKilledMac
WhoKilledMac
Producer
Malume LiieLow
Malume LiieLow
Producer

Texty

(Verse)
Coming for the cheque
Feel like I’ve been running to the money
Since a **** was just learning how to step
**** heard I was a threat
Claim that they been doing this before me
So went & put them **** to the test
She say you the best
Swear I never text another dollie
I just call em to pick em up & collect
‘Cavelli in the flesh
Told her that barely know the story
All I know is I’m heading in with your set
“Tell me how u feel?”
Someone told me I should pop a pill shit
But I’d rather deal with the stress
Told em shit get real tryna make out the mess
can’t they see I’m still
Tryna make out the trenches
Somewhere doing deals
Came a long way from the benches
Tell me how feel
Seeing **** like me flex
Somewhere in the hills
PVT address
Somewhere doing ventures
Know I’m moving correct
Made a new connect
**** tryna make to jet
Sign a cheque off
For my momma in a pent
Like its easy
Still remember when they called me Macveezy
Dread headed ****
Steady listening to Weezy
2014, I had dreams
‘Till my pops had to leave me
I was looking for a reason
Tryna see where I’ll be by the end of the season, Told her that she’ll never need me
Bona he,
can’t you see me tryna fight a couple demons
I can never be defeated
Overseas, had a dream, we were eating, never sleeping
Only looking for achievement
Mon a mi, Got my G's in the trap
Serving treatments
u can get it any season
Bona he, can’t you see
All my **** in agreement
Heading to the bag ‘coz we need it
(Bridge)
I wanna see your body moving closer
& Every time I see it
I get closure
True design, I see inside your folder
Said once she lets me inside its over
(Verse)
Pace your mind take a look at what I
Planted
New design, moving out side of this planet
We could set another vibe
Hand it with a challis
I was swinging from a vine
Hanging With the bandits
Put it on the line, hoping someone answers
I receive the sign
blind by the madness
i hope see it shine through these shattered glasses
I’m surprised that we made it out the attic
Even I knee the shit
Would end up static
We was stuck
But always had a plan to stash it
Had the bag doing flips acrobatic
Was lit they always wondered how to match it
Lit a candle said a prayer& did the practice
Could never tell a **** what had really happened
Bitch I’m Mac, I don’t even need the traction
Get the bag, drop a track, get it back
Written by: Matthew Shamiso McVey
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