Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chardonnae Terell Baity
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andyr
Producer
Lyrics
You don't know me, tryna make me seem
You don't know me, tryna gas me up, tryna make me seem full
Bitch I'm on "E", no handouts I'ma get it out the mud
You don't know me, tryna gas me up, tryna make me seem full
Bitch I'm on "E", screaming no handouts, I'ma get it out the mud
If I did it, it was out of love, know who in the field and I know who really chilling
On the porch "4:30a.m." I was waking up
Traded in my cleats for a spatula just so I can whip the drugs
They say Jr. boy you growing up
Cougars looking at me whenever I'm in the bar or at the club
Head-nod I'on want a hug
I remember when they use to look at me and think I was a scrub
Now I'm in the field with the scrubs
I do what I do and I tell you what to do if you wearing scrubs
I'm so infatuated with dubs, I'on see me losing
Tell the lames they could really kill the fuss
You don't know me, tryna gas me up, tryna make me seem full
Bitch I'm on "E", no handouts I'ma get it out the mud
You don't know me, tryna gas me up, tryna make me seem full
Bitch I'm on "E", screaming no handouts, I'ma get it out the mud
Big dawg shit you a pup, keep your congratulations you wasn't around
When I needed support
Really I'ma get it out the mud
As long as I got an opportunity I'm not looking out for yours
I'm building a way that's for the record
I don't need a hand today I'm more interested in doing this shit myself
I really don't need anybody else
Everybody a savage until they meet a savage they in fear
You don't know me forreal, I'on need for nothing, I grew up in Granny's crib
Bitch I'm from the "Nolia," ain't no handouts where I live
True front line soldier, them trenches really get real
You don't know me, tryna gas me up, tryna make me seem full
Bitch I'm on "E", no handouts I'ma get it out the mud
You don't know me, tryna make me seem, hey, Jr
Writer(s): Chardonnae Baity
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