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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antwon Billups
Antwon Billups
Songwriter
Garriet Pendleton
Garriet Pendleton
Songwriter
Tarik Hunt
Tarik Hunt
Songwriter
Tevin Easton
Tevin Easton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Antwon Billups
Antwon Billups
Producer
Johnny Billups
Johnny Billups
Mastering Engineer

Letras

Morbidly obese I been the illest man so listen in Opps throwing static my way like CNN Can you niggas not But i doubt that So before i begin I got to let an opp know Don's stats like ESPN I'm Shannon Sharpe with no skip So don't pull my cardigan Don Pablo mic'd in your favorite hood backyard again Heard rap stale so I brought it back Now it's art again So clever with these rhymes Make your favorite rapper rap hard again uh So talented, in a world full of love and hate How you balance it? That same fate that awaits Our fathers, I challenged it Clip after clip imma take my shot I got stamina, shade my circle down I cosign on all parameters So raise the roof or get your top blown off I'm shaking shit up in your placements Niggas in the attic could've sworn we in the basement It's vacant where I started cause we killing like he Jason Sick and tired of the state Stupor of a loner Crumbs on the plate is it food or marijuana From my mamas in the field To my hustlers on the corner We gone take this bitch back Time to run up what they owe us Sick and tired of the state Stupor of a loner Crumbs on the plate is it food or marijuana From my mamas in the field To my hustlers on the corner We gone take this bitch back Time to run up what they owe us Now I'm unlocked I'm cooking these niggas Pass me the crock pot Niggas always talk about going cold They was never hot Warm at best Tryna get so many Bs I could swarm a nest We came from less now we can add a B in front of that Bentleys Billions Blessings so many Bs I can pass the test She wanna be my Bae I tell her next move it to the left All they do is stare I gotta treat his face like a step Humbling because I came from wearing AJ Wright clothes But watching the opposition fail is a nice goal Stakes is high I got to go Kobe with the iso Told y'all 2022 I seen it with my eyes closed Tell 'em 2023 I'm going all legend mode Acting Missy messy with no mold is how you lose control Thriving under pressure is the logic that I must uphold Tryna make it there before Heaven close Sick and tired of the state Stupor of a loner Crumbs on the plate is it food or marijuana From my mamas in the field To my hustlers on the corner We gone take this bitch back Time to run up what they owe us Sick and tired of the state Stupor of a loner Crumbs on the plate is it food or marijuana From my mamas in the field To my hustlers on the corner We gone take this bitch back Time to run up what they owe us
Writer(s): Garriet Pendleton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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