म्यूज़िक वीडियो
म्यूज़िक वीडियो
क्रेडिट्स
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Portion
Vocals
Harry East
Programming
Ob Mus1c
Programming
wayveno
Programming
Wayveno Beats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrel Mattison
Songwriter
Harry East
Songwriter
Lorman Guerrier
Songwriter
Oswald Amorighoye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harry East
Producer
Anthony Jordan
Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Sean Gray
Mixing Engineer
Ob Mus1c
Producer
wayveno
Producer
Wayveno Beats
Producer
गाने
[Verse 1]
One in the head when I ride through the city
Them **** been talking like they out to get me
Orange corvette when I ride through the city
I'm pushing that shit like I'm revving a 'ghini
Them **** ain't enemies, they wanna be me
He wanna be famous then put him on tv
They try to play me this shit will get ugly
I came from the dirt but this shit getting muddy
Shit getting muddy for real
All my **** been poppin' them pills
I got killas still trainin' to kill
I might suit up, go back to the field
Look at all that I did a year
I was just sittin' down in a cell
I'm the voice of my team and speaking it well
My little demon will send you to hell
[Verse 2]
In the field like I play with Odell
They gon' hit up his matta with shells
I was just at the plaza with sales
Play my song on the radio jails
Watch my dog serve a pack through the mail
Get him whacked, I don't talk on the cell
I stay with my day one like I'm Zell
In Atlanta with killas for real
[Verse 3]
Put a hunnid on pump two
Drive the B like a paru
They gon' shoot out the sun roof
While them hoes getting run through
Put that Glock in ya Prada for real
Lotta hoes since I signed up my deal
We was just on the block, make a killing
I'm stacking it up till I reach to a mill
[Verse 4]
One in the head when I ride through the city
Them **** been talking like they out to get me
Orange corvette when I ride through the city
I'm pushing that shit like I'm revving a 'ghini
Them **** ain't enemies, they wanna be me
He wanna be famous then put him on tv
They try to play me this shit will get ugly
I came from the dirt but this shit getting muddy
Shit getting muddy for real
All my **** been poppin' them pills
I got killas still trainin' to kill
I might suit up, go back to the field
Look at all that I did in a year
I was just sittin' down in a cell
I'm the voice of my team and speaking it well
My little demon will send you to hell
Written by: Harry East, Lorman Guerrier, Oswald Amorighoye, Tyrel Mattison


