Συντελεστές
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tjay
Vocals
Itamar
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cristian Tejada
Songwriter
Demetri Fincher
Songwriter
Luis Bordeaux
Songwriter
Brendan Walsh
Songwriter
Andre Robertson
Songwriter
Oritseniraro Bemigho-Amorighoye
Songwriter
Adrian Lau
Songwriter
Tione Merritt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ob Music
Producer
Non Native
Producer
Bizness Boi
Additional Producer
Drü Oliver
Recording Engineer
Barrington Hall
Recording Engineer
Oscar Cornejo
Recording Engineer
robbie soukiasyan
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Adrian Lau
Producer
Bordeaux
Producer
Στίχοι
Started from the bottom, worked my ass off
I done seen my life flash, dawg
This shit is more than jewelry and fast cars
What if me callin' for help was my last call?
What if God didn't answer?
'Cause I took shit for granted
What if me wantin' a double R, turned me to a phantom?
They went from callin' my phone to prayin' God doesn't answer
It's crazy how they switched up, I don't understand it
None of them trenches done got them
When trouble it come up to you
You double, and try to dip
My momma taught me how to be a man
K-Murder taught me not to be a bitch
Remember that one day, niggas tried fight
But I had the pipe, put that on my gift
In front of my mother, I let that shit go
Too quick to blow a nigga in his shit
Imagine my momma hearing that I'm dead
Through the most, so my mom see me like this
Gotta stay on my shit, I ain't focused on niggas, they kids
Young and focused on runnin' up hits
Suckin' these vids, that's where we live
Nothin' like you, that's what we do
Everything problem, you're comin' to me
Who would relate?
I done did too much for niggas that turned around and spit on my face
That some days we was comin' up, but this will never ever be the case
Fuck it, I'm here
I'm tryna fuck up some commas, no Pluto, feel like I'm in space
Give a fuck about nobody givin' me kudos, I rather erase
Started from the bottom, worked my ass off
I done seen my life flash, dawg
This shit is more than jewelry and fast cars
What if me callin' for help was my last call?
What if God didn't answer?
'Cause I took shit for granted
What if me wantin' a double R, turned me to a phantom?
They went from callin' my phone to prayin' God doesn't answer
It's crazy how they switched up, I don't understand it
I don't want shit but some money
I ain't chasin' no bitches, they ain't on shit
I know niggas hurtin', prayin' I'ma fail
But I'ma keep workin', make them niggas sick
Ain't no one helped me
Role models lookin' at me like I don't exist
Still livin' healthy
Ain't never needed nobody, just my gift
Look at my wrist
Thuggin', and I did a lot of grindin' for the goals
Had a circle was chill
They was thinkin' I was cold, suck my dick
Chilling 'round unloyal bros, didn't know 'til I slipped
Get one life, won't think twice 'fore I go, I'm a blick
All I know, funny cards was dealt to me
But I know, that I wasn't meant to be
All I know, that's for sure, time to go
Started from the bottom, worked my ass off
I done seen my life flash, dawg
This shit is more than jewelry and fast cars
What if me callin' for help was my last call?
What if God didn't answer?
'Cause I took shit for granted
What if me wantin' a double R, turned me to a phantom?
They went from callin' my phone to prayin' God doesn't answer
It's crazy how they switched up, I don't understand it, ah-ahh
Writer(s): Andre Robertson, Tione Merritt, Adrian Lau, Luis Campozano, Brendan Walsh, Demetri Fincher, Cristian Dejesus Tejada, Oritseniraro Bemigho-amorighoye, Harry East, Andrew D. Oliver
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