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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Lil Muk
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Munir Jones
Composition
Tyjon Parish
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mak Smooth
Production
Dave Kutch
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Got twenty-six missed calls
Hear voices in my head, they say, "I'm sorry for your loss"
Mama scared about me dying, see, the murder rate went up
If I die before my mama, tell her bury me with love
That shit'll prolly damn near kill her
I done count a quarter million
Hoping when I die that all my royalties take care of my children
God forbid I die 'cause can't nobody pay my kids' tuition
Fuck I look like, stressing bout a ho?
I gotta take care of business
[Verse 2]
Fuck I look like, asking ****?
Can't be like these rapper ****
Die before my time or have my mama crying at my visits
I advise it that you listen
Jigga own, like, half his city
Tryna own, like, half of Philly
Where I'm from, them rags was filthy
I ain't come from money
I got money, now I got more issues
Slept on sofas
It feel so good when you count six figures
I don't know if they got good intentions
Or just out to get me
Crazy, I still clutch around my homies
I can't trust too many
I got trust issues
So I can not fuck with you
[Verse 3]
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Stab me in my back
That's why I got these trust issues
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
[Verse 4]
Got twenty-six missed calls
Hear voices in my head, they say, "I'm sorry for your loss"
Mama scared about me dying, see, the murder rate went up
If I die before my mama, tell her bury me with love
That shit'll prolly damn near kill her
I done count a quarter million
Hoping when I die that all my royalties take care of my children
God forbid I die 'cause can't nobody pay my kids' tuition
Fuck I look like, stressing bout a ho?
I gotta take care of business
[Verse 5]
I don't never trip about a bag, I get it
Gotta ride tent when I'm in my city
Seat laid back when I'm in my Sprinter
I know a fuck **** wanna see me winning
Push start all of my cars
Drop top roof
Young **** gon' see us kill 'em
I ain't gotta say one word
Money like this, I snap, they see we get him
We stay up, young ****, pray up
Gotta stay focused on this paper
Go buy some acres
I'm an important person now
All my clothes is Taylor
'Member them days that I was down
Then I found a way up
Tell my ****, stay up
[Verse 6]
Got twenty-six missed calls
Hear voices in my head, they say, "I'm sorry for your loss"
Mama scared about me dying, see, the murder rate went up
If I die before my mama, tell her bury me with love
That shit'll prolly damn near kill her
I done count a quarter million
Hoping when I die that all my royalties take care of my children
God forbid I die 'cause can't nobody pay my kids' tuition
Fuck I look like, stressing bout a ho?
I gotta take care of business
[Verse 7]
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Written by: Munir Jones, Tyjon Parish
