Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deebaby
Deebaby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesus Martinez Jr.
Jesus Martinez Jr.
Lyrics

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Family members changed on me, day ones changed on me
Finally got numb to this shit but I know Yay won't ever change on me
I'm just having fun with this shit, drank stretch melatonin
Hardly have a strap in my whip, double cup 4 of wok in it
Fuck the pegs, handle bar with it, sunroof open, ride it while I drive
I'm still one deep, thuggin' through the city, everybody dissin', why ain't nobody tried?
Pie, Triss, green, I'ma mix it ,chemistry class this ain't rocket science
And I'on let nobody speak 'bout my dog, behind his back for the long haul
[Verse 2]
I ain't seen my son in a while, I know I can do better
It's hard to be something I ain't never had
We don't fuck with no rats, but we run up that cheddar
If I get off them drugs, it's a bigger bag
I'm being held back 'bout some money I ain't never asked for, I mean, damn, that's sad
Tryna protect my son, if a **** don't care 'bout that, then I might as well kill his ass
P told me I coulda been coolin with Bagg, I told him he might as well kiss his ass
They told me that I was gon' fail if I split up the team, then I signed for a bigger bag
I spent 'bout a million on this lean, this shit got my kidney feelin bad
Don't get me wrong, I know I gotta son, but at times, it feel like Yay is all I have
Percocet baby, just pulled up on double, NBA, we goin' big, lil' bubba
NFL touchdown, we can still tussle, I call up Janell to go drop off a duffel
Anytime I fall in love, I suffer like pour up that drank, load the trunk and go hustle
'Cause it still feel like some missin', 'cause I miss the rush, when I jump in the car and go get it
Everytime I came back home with it, eveytime I'm mutliplying digits
Me and Yay strip club spend it, came a long way from wig village
[Verse 3]
The whole car was loaded with a sentence
At times I can't believe we really did it
In the next room, fuckin 'competition
First time that Gates had posted me on Insta
Grams was gettin' weight up in the kitchen still
When rap money wasn't payin' the bills
Street business, tryin' run up a mill
First he lost his dog, then my cousin was killed
I don't think you **** know how it feel, flushin' dope before swat in the crib
You ever had to get it how you live? From none to a twenty million dollar deal
Aw, aw, aw
Aw, aw
Never had to get it how you live, 20 million dollar deal
Written by: Jesus Martinez, Jesus Martinez Jr.
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