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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Nipsey Hussle
Chant
DOM KENNEDY
Chant
Teddy Walton
Programmation
Rance
Programmation
1500 or Nothin'
Cor
IAMNOBODI
Programmation
Axlfolie
Programmation
Belly
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ahmad Balshe
Paroles/Composition
Alexander Chigbue
Paroles/Composition
Axel Morgan
Paroles/Composition
Dominic Hunn
Paroles/Composition
Ermias Asghedom
Paroles/Composition
Larrance Dopson
Paroles/Composition
Teddy Walton
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ermias Asghedom
Production déléguée
Larrance Dopson
Production
Teddy Walton
Production
Rance
Production
Matt Jacobson
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Zachary Acosta
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Mario "Wizzo" Fernandez
Ingénierie de prise de son
MyGuyMars
Production
Faris Al Majed
Ingénierie de prise de son
Adam Aderbraun
Production déléguée
Samiel Asgehdom
Production déléguée
Stephen Donelson
Production déléguée
Steven “Steve-O” Carless
Production déléguée
Dave Kutch
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Ingénierie de mixage
IAMNOBODI
Production
Mike & Keys
Production
Axlfolie
Production
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Garnett Flynn
Ingénierie
P. Diddy
Production déléguée
Tyler Page
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
[Chorus]
Double up
Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up
Never let a hard time humble us
Double up
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two
That's time I got to you
That money, my dreams come true
My life in diamonds, who knew?
Who knew?
Who knew?
[Verse 1]
Turned seven to a fourteen
Fourteen to a whole thing
Lord knows it's a cold game
Switched up on you ****, man
Big body take both lanes
Backseat, blowin' propane
All-black, five gold chains
Young rich **** bossed up on his own, man
My new **** sound like it's "Soul Train"
Tookie Williams over Coltrane
Eric B by the rope chain
RSC, we for sure bang
Tiny Locs and they go crazy
What you know about the **** game?
Was you born in the '80s? Did your mama smoke ****?
Have you ever seen a whole thang?
But you drove to the streets 'cause you grew up on short change?
**** up when the **** age
It remind me when these rappers drop duds and they quotes change
Had the part with the low fade
I would stand in front of Nix with my sack for the whole day
Drive-bys, that was road rage
Then we park and hop out, learn levels to this whole thang
Old school, play the O'Jays
Tryna make a slow change, mama still slavin' for a low wage
Tryna
[Chorus]
Double up (Yeah)
Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up
Never let a hard time humble us
Double up
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two
That's time I got to you
That money, my dreams come true
My life in diamonds, who knew?
Who knew?
Who knew?
[PostChorus]
I'd leave it behind if you let me
Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down
I'd jump off the ledge if you with me
I bring you up, you just let me down
Let me down (Uh, let me down)
(Need my All Money In chain, too)
Let me down (Woah, let me down, look out, look out)
[Verse 2]
It's hard to catch what you can't see
I grew up to be who I wanna be, so
The more **** talk, I'ma shine
Might've been way before its time
Posted with my back against the wall
Life is a ****, but she mine
The rag six-deuce, yeah, it's mine
The Westside, too, yeah, it's mine
What you know about
Your poster on the wall at the dealership?
Leave her in the bed, legs tremblin'
Gettin' banged on for your Pendletons
What you know about
Your response be the reason you exist?
Lucky I ain't get caught up in the twist
Young ****, blue pager on my hip, so
As the champagne spill
And the car accelerate and the beat gon' cry
I be goin' to the bank at least three, four times
Getting handshakes from the branch managers
We keep doing fly **** when the cameras cut
[Chorus]
Double up (Yeah)
Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up
Never let a hard time humble us
Double up
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two
That's time I got to you
That money, my dreams come true
My life in diamonds, who knew?
Who knew?
Who knew?
[PostChorus]
I'd leave it behind if you let me
Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down
I'd jump off the ledge if you with me
I bring you up, you just let me down
Let me down (Let me down)
Let me down (Let me down, look out, look out)
Written by: Ahmad Balshe, Alexander Chigbue, Axel Morgan, Dominic Hunn, Ermias Asghedom, Larrance Dopson, Teddy Walton