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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Killah-Kah
Killah-Kah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BEATSBYSAV
BEATSBYSAV
Producer

Lyrics

Imma take care of my fam no need to have ya handout Some folks was never there why they got both they hands out I used to really fuck with shawty been done she a fan now I went and got a band them niggas tryna say we a band now No I'm not making no band now I got a brand now He ain't stick to what he knew he left the streets he fed now Wasn't solid but somehow he found his toes to stand now Shit... Momma smiling she know I'm the man now Looking back see when you got a heart it can be dangerous I was giving favors so much that I was the favorite Cut them niggas off if you see brodie tryna favor it Cut that shawty off if you tryna stack and she tryna play wit it Everybody different the qualities done changed These shawties for the streets just like EA it's in the game A big dawg ain't bout the cash, or Monclers, or even chains Niggas tryna flex they way, can't find they way, this shit a shame Bouta slide out to Miami call MV say pick a foreign 3 way call wit Him and Samp that unreleased got niggas drawn Shit gon take off like a rocket think you sliding where you going I can't let nobody slide they wasn't wit me they be knowing Turned ya back you gotta face it that shoe fit tie up the laces When that jet go to the Port n land just know I'm wit my Blazers If I'm Dame then brodie CJ when I'm out he gotta save us Praise to God and he told me we change the game watch how they praise us I win chips like I'm the Lakers, chase down hall of the paper I been Heat but I just had to get through Thunder feel like Waiters It get lonely in that rain, now I want mansions with no neighbors I'm all out of favors I can't do favors
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