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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave East
Dave East
Performer
Buda & Grandz
Buda & Grandz
Performer
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Francis Ubiera
Francis Ubiera
Songwriter
Dan Garcia
Dan Garcia
Songwriter
Michael Kuzoian
Michael Kuzoian
Songwriter
Lenard Rodriguez
Lenard Rodriguez
Songwriter
Marc Shemer
Marc Shemer
Songwriter
David Brewster
David Brewster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buda & Grandz
Buda & Grandz
Producer
Scram Jones
Scram Jones
Producer
Mike Kuz
Mike Kuz
Producer
Big Len Music
Big Len Music
Producer
Anthony "AntMixedIt" Daniel
Anthony "AntMixedIt" Daniel
Mixing Engineer
Lee “PremeDream” Wiggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer

Letras

We done seeing it all Air more I seen it I'm the type to get a wack soon as the sun touch (uh) I'm the type to let off shots Bet you no one touch us (none) I'm done pumping (done) Off of nothing, the slums love him (yeah) Montego bay, I'm rum punching Gun clutching Never trust 'em Always look like he up to something (always) The kites he receive I'm like one loved That Nas record (uh) We took a ride I peep like five exits (like five) Four niggas no less than nine weapons Hundreds coming in blue like a iMessage (all blue) You know the life we live is high-pressure Elon got me wanting to try Tesla Yes sir 25 bullets on my dresser That's half of 50 shot These niggas ask too many questions (too many) Stressing I know some gods all they're talking is lessons (god) I kept it pure He never cut it, I'm a walking legend (legend) Since David Dinkins ran the city I been David Beckham (kicking) My uncle scratching and he's sweating While I'm playing Tekken (woo) I seen a lot (I seen a lot) I seen a lot (I seen a lot) I seen a lot (I seen a lot) I seen a lot (I seen a lot) You know the life we live If Peter piper picked them I bet you Pablo bust 'em (bust) This Jim Starr cut 'em They told me not to trust 'em (never) Lyrically I'm different (different) With fashion, I do custom (custom) Dapper Dan I fuck with Got Gucci on my buttons (hard) No discussions out in public Only private Stumbling on a jet drunk Don't really trust the pilot (bet) Three hour flight and I'll be somewhere on the island (somewhere) Phone service kind of shaky Jet ski in a couple of hours Housekeepers and a chef I don't know what they're saying (huh?) Told Buda tell 'em in Spanish I don't eat bacon Imagine popping champagne on like every occasion (every night) Strangers calling you family y'all was never related (who that?) Bitches claiming y'all a couple and y'all never dated (nah) The ghetto favourite I need therapy for better patience (I need it) Some dope feigns get religious Like its revelations (god bless) Off Olympians Early I lost my innocence (early) I seen a lot I seen a lot (I seen a lot) I seen a lot (I seen a lot) I seen a lot (I seen a lot) You know that I've seen it I seen a lot (I seen a lot) I seen it (who could imagine what we see?) (swagger David, shall you) I seen it We took that no look back Dropped out no cap gown My flag brown I still crack By my nuts, my pill sack (huh) Five sluts think I'm that Started acting, I still rap (still) If it gets slow, I still (still) Fast route that cash route We took that no look back Dropped out no cap gown My flag brown I still crack By my nuts my pill sack Five sluts think I'm that Started acting, I still rap If it gets slow, I still trap Ten toes that I stand on (ten) Not a bro that I ran on (not one) Watch hoes trying to expose Niggas lifestyle stay cam on Any block
Writer(s): David Brewster, Daniel Garcia, Francis Ubiera, Marc Shemer, Michael Richard Kuzoian, Lenard Antonio Rodriguez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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