Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mafi D
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Jones Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tonik
Producer
Letras
Ayo Tonik, you made this beat?
You are now listening to a nuwave record
Yeah, I been grindin' so damn hard like I been outside for days
They puttin' buttons down on these sticks now we gon' slide with K's
If I send a **** up, will you give my dog back, that's a even trade
That lil **** died before he even got to live a life, that's a early grave
I don't wanna see no more hurt in you
What we s'posed to do when we been hurt before?
Don't run from the truth, what you goin' through?
Who can you turn to? Just pray to the Lord
My number one thought, can't trust no thot, she ain't talkin' bout money, she blocked
I ain't trippin' on neither one of my baby moms, you fuck, that's coo, hi-five
You know how many lil' hoes I got on my phone,
I don't even much entertain
Can't one-up me, you don't wanna fuck me, lil' ho wanna fuck my name
I'm saucier than a condiment
I got nightmares, that's haunting me
**** taunting me when I was broke
Won't tell a lie, might tell a joke
If I send a **** up, can I see bro
Know that day I go, my kids gon' be cryin' for me
Know that day I go, **** lyin' on me
Mad at Marvin, why the fuck you die on me?
At your funeral, no suit and tie on me
Got into it with my cousin, could've shot him in his face, but I kept it tucked
I peeled off, he peeled off, fuck it ****, we should've just got 'em up
Amarr died right outside of Garfield
Solomon died down the street from it
They my lil' cousins, they gon' keep thuggin'
Wish I could've told them they can be somethin'
They my lil' cousins, they gon' keep thuggin
Wish I could've told 'em—
They my lil' cousins, they gon' be somethin'
Wish I could've told 'em—
They was in the house with the heat thuggin'
But it's gettin' colder
It's gettin' colder
I been grindin' so damn hard like I been outside for days
They puttin' buttons down on these sticks now we gon' slide with K's
If I send a **** up, will you give my dog back, that's a even trade
That lil **** died before he even got to live a life, that's a early grave
I don't wanna see no more hurt in you
What we s'posed to do when we been hurt before?
Don't run from the truth, what you goin' through?
Who can you turn to? Just pray to the Lord
Written by: Derrick Jones Jr