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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
DaBaby
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry East
Harry East
Songwriter
Dylan Hyde
Dylan Hyde
Songwriter
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Songwriter
Anthony L. Mosley
Anthony L. Mosley
Songwriter
Adam Gamble
Adam Gamble
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean da Firzt
Sean da Firzt
Producer
Harry East
Harry East
Producer
Dylan Hyde
Dylan Hyde
Producer
Kayothewizard
Kayothewizard
Producer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Brandon Blatz
Brandon Blatz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Recording Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer

गाने

You know what it is, and what it ain't I know it's been a while since we got a vibe Stressed out all the fuckin' time Wanna hit you up to tell you that I'm fine But you know how many times I still been smoking to get high Tell the truth, you on my mind Yeah, look (Firzt back like he left or somethin') Baby, you know what it is, and you know what it's not You was around a nigga still when niggas wasn't hot They know I paid them dividends to get they brother dropped And never sold my soul, I might fuck 'round, be another 'Pac Or fuck 'round, be another me The only thing I'd change about the past is my big brother G Everything you see in these walls and glass was earned, it wasn't free I'd give all the leases they last turn, 2023 I'm done trying Yeah, take one to shine to try Yeah, every nigga life I took, that bitch-ass nigga was tryna die, ya hear me? I don't leave shit in the trunk, every time I go in, it's fire inside Scary-ass nigga gon' ride, then ride Bitch-ass nigga gon' run, then run And if you gon' stay in, then hide, then hide (go) My life done always been all kind of crazy Now my momma poppin' and drive a Mercedes And I'll go from here to Dubai if they pay me If I wanna gamble, I'll fly out to Vegas If I want some water, I'll fly out to Florida Wherever I go, I'ma go with a gun If you know what it is, then you know I'm the one Believe that (You know what it is, and what it ain't) You know what it is (I know it's been a while since we got a vibe) Been a while (stressed out all the fuckin' time) Yeah (wanna hit you up to tell you that I'm fine) (But you know how many times) You know a nigga tired (I still been smoking to get high) Yeah (tell the truth, you on my mind) (Need to change pace, baby, oh my God) Baby, you know what it is, and you know what it's not You was around a nigga still when niggas wasn't hot They know I paid them dividends to get they brother dropped And never sold my soul, I might fuck 'round, be another 'Pac Or fuck 'round, be another me The only thing I'd change about the past is my big brother G Everything you see in these walls and glass was earned, it wasn't free I'd give all the leases they last turn, 2023 I'm done trying Yeah, after collectin' all them plaques and all them awards After I mastered somethin' and get bored I know I was askin' for it, but Lord The things that come with fame don't really align with me And I know you know what I mean because you took yo' time with me Them rides I took when I thought it was me, they ain't know you was right there ridin' with me The shit I survived, it'll be hard to believe Admit it that they don't go harder than me I don't gotta start up the car with a key I don't gotta give her the money to fuck You know what it is, this ain't what you want If I ain't with my kids, I'm facin' a blunt, nigga 'Cause I'm tired, nigga (You know what it is, and what it ain't) But at the same time, I'm up, nigga And ready for whatever, completely alert (I know it's been a while since we got a vibe) Hold myself a thousand percent accountable for me and mine (stressed out all the fuckin' time) (Wanna hit you up to tell you that I'm fine) (But you know how many times) (I still been smoking to get high) yeah (Tell the truth, you on my mind) (Need to change pace, baby, oh my God) Baby, you know what it is, and you know what it's not You was around a nigga still when niggas wasn't hot They know I paid them dividends to get they brother dropped And never sold my soul, I might fuck 'round, be another 'Pac Or fuck 'round, be another me The only thing I'd change about the past is my big brother G Everything you see in these walls and glass was earned, it wasn't free I'd give all the leases they last turn, 2023 I'm done trying (But you decide) (You decide) (Mmm, oh-oh) (Decide-cide) (Decide)
Writer(s): Adam Gamble, Anthony L. Mosley, Dylan Hyde, Harry East, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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