Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Nipsey Hussle
Nipsey Hussle
Chant
Buddy
Buddy
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Altariq Crapps
Altariq Crapps
Paroles/Composition
Ermias Asghedom
Ermias Asghedom
Paroles/Composition
Jairus Mozee
Jairus Mozee
Paroles/Composition
John Wesley Groover
John Wesley Groover
Paroles/Composition
Khalil Abdul‐Rahman
Paroles/Composition
Lamar Daunte Edwards
Lamar Daunte Edwards
Paroles/Composition
Larrance Dopson
Larrance Dopson
Paroles/Composition
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
DJ Khalil
DJ Khalil
Production
Lamar 'mars' Edwards
Lamar 'mars' Edwards
Production
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Production
Tariq Beats
Tariq Beats
Production

Paroles

All these jewels that I spit, fools'll get chipped
Can't change the game 'cause there's rules to this shit
When you follow suit, whole crews will get rich
I'm the proof, check the motherfucking views in this bitch
Yeah, as I cruise in my 6
Need a 100K a show, that's my muse when I spit
I'm the type to make the news when I trip
Prolly be my downfall, a short fuse on a Crip
And I'm working on my temper, put some jewels on my wrist
'Cause I'd rather be that **** on a cruise with my bitch
Boat dock, only food is a fish
On the coast to Greece, ****, where the views is the shit
Follow me home, come and view the abyss
Take a walk with me, take your tool just to take a piss
It ain't safe, tell a **** get a grip
Hard headed **** gotta take a bag to take a shit
Where if you let a **** mark you out, you labeled as a bitch
Can't take a strike back, so **** ain't taking shit
They see you with it, prolly take a **** shit
If you got that on your record, prolly take you for your chick
And disrespect you in front of your kids
Treat you like the broad that you is, that's on God and my kid
I'ma have you gone with the wind
Stop them games where they start begin, lion heart in my brim
And ****, it get dark in the den
Question is, homie, with the sharks, can you swim?
Smell fakes, smell pussy, smell fear
Killer instinct we can tell what's pretend
I been getting to the money, ain't a damn thing funny
You can see this cash all on me
I'll be on it till I'm dead and gone, dead and gone
After that, then I'm heading home, heading home
I been getting to the money, ain't a damn thing funny
You can see this cash all on me
I'll be on it till I'm dead and gone, dead and gone
After that, then I'm heading home, heading home
Written by: Jairus Mozee, John Groover, Lamar Edwards, Larrance Dopson, Altariq Crapps, Michael Cox Jr., Ermias Asghedom, Rahman Abdul
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