Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
X-Raided
X-Raided
Performer
Luni Coleone
Luni Coleone
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vaughn Fontana
Vaughn Fontana
Songwriter
Devin Reed
Devin Reed
Composer
Monterio Williams
Monterio Williams
Songwriter
Anerae Veshaughn Brown
Anerae Veshaughn Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anerae Veshaughn Brown
Anerae Veshaughn Brown
Executive Producer
VerbBoutThat
VerbBoutThat
Producer
Bloc Star Evolution, LLC
Bloc Star Evolution, LLC
Executive Producer
David Veneziano
David Veneziano
Mixing Engineer

Letras

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ain’t no rap music on my playlist today
Baby we just slow jamin
We programming
I bought her blue roses and a gift card to paint her toes
She say I’m romantic
But I’m so savage/
Old homies hatin but fucc what they talkin bout
They ain’t doing no damage
They ain’t got no cabbage
Saw the cops but everythang in the car is legal so I ain’t feel no panic
We just roll past 'em
Imagine being a child facing lethal injection
The media tellin lies twistin people’s perception
Rappin over the phone
cuz you just wanna participate
With **** you used to show love who refuse to reciprocate
Having big dreams
Bout what you’ll do when you hit the gates
**** think you fantasizing, they commence the hate
But it ain’t no thing ****
Just stay committed to yo schemes
They gon have to respect yo g when you hit the scene
****, I’m paid up
I’m out here livin like a king
And I ain’t talkin solar power when I say I’m going green
I’m feelin bloccy ahki
They tellin me **** is whisperin
I know it’s hard to tolerate it that I came glistenin
Focused solely on paper and puttin homies on
I signed Mac, Hus and Prada
Resurrected Coleone
I never met you ****. I'm feelin like who the fucc is you?
Keep sayin you don’t fucc wit us but **** we don’t fucc with you
Ain’t no rap music on my playlist today
Baby we just slow jamin
We programming
I bought her blue roses and a gift card to paint her toes
She say I’m romantic
But I’m so savage/
Old homies hatin but fucc what they talkin bout
They ain’t doing no damage
They ain’t got no cabbage
Saw the cops but everythang in the car is legal so I ain’t feel no panic
We just roll past 'em
**** I'm Luni Coleone
29th Street cuh
You got lil **** in yo home wanna be just like me cuh
****, you musta forgot
Like Roy Jones
Hiding spot in the drop with a glocc to destroy bones
I'm legendary status
Mouth of Madness to Recall
Million words, A Million Dollars
I came bacc to feed yall
Do you Wanna Get High?
Smoke yo dank to this
This that Family Matters
This that gangsta shit
You ask why? I say, "I thought you knew I was a gangsta, bitch
Fucc falling in love
Let's just keep it on the under, tricc
All I wanna Do is what, what, what, what
Ain’t no rap music on my playlist today
Baby we just slow jamin
We programming
I bought her blue roses and a gift card to paint her toes
She say I’m romantic
But I’m so savage/
Old homies hatin but fucc what they talkin bout
They ain’t doing no damage
They ain’t got no cabbage
Saw the cops but everythang in the car is legal so I ain’t feel no panic
We just roll past 'em
Na, na, na, na, aaaah
Ooooh oh, aaaye
Caught the case
Caught the case
yeah, yeah
Just moved to the city where the ceiling fades
Yeah, yeah
She makes way more money cuz the city pays
Yeah, yeah
Keep my circle round me
Way too many tryna hound me
Since I caught the case
On me
Please rain down some favors on me
On me
Come and make some changes on me
On me
Put some blessings on me
Need it more than ever
Since I
Caught the case
Caught the case
Since I
Caught the case
Caught the case
Since I
Caught the case
Caught the case
Since I
Caught the case
Since
Caught the Case
Since I
Written by: Anerae Veshaughn Brown, Devin Reed, Monterio Williams, Vaughn Fontana
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