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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SheedTs
SheedTs
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rasheed Rose
Rasheed Rose
Songwriter
Evan Jarrod Milton
Evan Jarrod Milton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter A. Barker at Spin Move, (Los Angeles, California) & Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, California)
Peter A. Barker at Spin Move, (Los Angeles, California) & Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, California)
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Stewart at Spin Move, (Los Angeles, California) & Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, California)
Jacob Stewart at Spin Move, (Los Angeles, California) & Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, California)
Mixing Engineer
Chen Shen
Chen Shen
Mixing Engineer
Shihadeh Nathen at Manhattan Beach Recording, New York, NY
Shihadeh Nathen at Manhattan Beach Recording, New York, NY
Engineer
Space Wizard
Space Wizard
Producer

Songtexte

(I just need my space right now) Uh, countin' so much money, I can't even sleep Man, I used to pray for days like this, it got me feelin' weak Pour a four and feel the geek, I feel just like Scottie P I don't care how rich I get, you still ain't gettin' nothin' outta me Know my mama proud of me, livin' like a prodigy, I'm just livin' honestly 'Member I was talkin' shit to B-Line like, "Who hot as me?" All the hoes that passed me up back then say, "Acknowledge me" Walkin' in the bank, they hold me up and give apologies Asked me why it's Ts on the road, I said, "We gotta be" Nigga, I been hot since no one knows, casket, 20 oz Fuck hit the block, we hit the road fast with 20 'bows Nigga, I was young and dumb Fuckin' up in school and shit, was actin' like an only son I know I ain't the only one, a nigga try phone, he done Cream color guts, real Wock' and a cream soda Brodie sellin' white and soft, I'm fuckin' with that green yola Know some niggas sellin' dog, but I can't bring the team over, yeah, uh, yeah I said, know some niggas sellin' dog, but I can't bring the team over Know some niggas sellin' that dog still, uh, damn, uh And yeah, we really livin', uh I got all my own shit and still make my decisions, uh I can feel it in bones when they play me for pigeon, uh Yeah, my palms itchin', keep a trigger finger distance Have 'em screamin' out, "Good riddance", yeah, uh, yeah, we really livin', uh I got all my own shit and still make my decisions, uh I can feel it in bones when they play me for pigeon, uh Yeah, my palms itchin', keep a trigger finger distance Have 'em screamin' out, "Good riddance", I said, have 'em screamin' out, "Good riddance" Keep a trigger finger distance, have 'em screamin' out, "Good riddance", uh, yeah Mike Amiri denim, 12-50 wrapped around my ass Matter fact, that's 25 'cause I bought two, so I could pass I was really dead broke, now I'm just here burnin' cash, skrrt-in' past Fuck it, it's 200 on this bitch, I'm thinkin' I'm gon' crash Hold it, e'rybody draggin', askin' me what happened I done really got it, I ain't talkin' captions, niggas on the net, fla-fla-lashin' I can get a pfft hit, everybody captioned Yeah, I said everybody captioned I can get a hit, everybody, I can get a hit, everybody, uh Yeah, I can get a hit, everybody captioned
Writer(s): Rasheed Rose, Evan Milton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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