Lagu Serupa
Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Landstrip Chip
Background Vocals
Billboard Hitmakers
Programming
DeBarge
Sampled Artist
Go Grizzly
Programming
Hitmaka
Programming
Squat Beats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Eduardo Burgess
Songwriter
Etterlene Jordan
Songwriter
Jonathan de la Rosa
Songwriter
Jordan Holt-May
Songwriter
Julius Rivera III
Songwriter
Go Grizzly
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Billboard Hitmakers
Producer
Go Grizzly
Producer
Hitmaka
Producer
Squat Beats
Producer
Lirik
Billboard Hitmakers
Go Griz
Hitmaka
Squat made the beat
How the fuck I fall for this shit? (Yeah)
Niggas getting robbed, get hit
And niggas acting blind to this shit
I had to open up my eyes and get rich, yeah
I might fuck up my money then I'm gon' get it right back
If you fuck with my money then you gon' get hit like that
I grew up in the jungle, grew up where lions fall back
Grew up playin' with 22s, now I got 22 straps
Don't be childish, boy you wildin', don't be wildin'
Melodies come out the trap
Like na-na-na-na crucify you, get you crossed up (crossed up)
And if they hit, we hitting right back
Yeah, I never lie (I never lie)
And they say money change you
I think they right, yeah (I think they right, yeah)
Yeah, at least I tried (at least I tried)
And even if they miss, we coming right back
Yeah, I never lie (I never lie)
And they say money change you
I think they right, yeah (I think they right, yeah)
Yeah, at least I tried (at least I tried)
Yeah, how the fuck I fall for this shit, yeah
Niggas getting robbed, get hit
I try not to get involved in that shit
But I know niggas don't want me to win, yeah
So many shootouts in the park, we must be gifted
They only missed us 'cause they shot from a distance
And we can't let them get lined by a bitch, yeah
I started thinking with my mind and not my dick, yeah
Stop it, you know that jungle turned me to a monster (monster)
Bunch of young niggas, but we bossed up (bossed up)
We ain't really into taking losses (losses), yeah
And if they hit we hitting right back
Yeah, I never lie (I never lie)
And they say money change you I think
They right yeah (I think they right, yeah)
Yeah, at least I tried (at least I tried)
And even if they miss, we coming right back
Yeah, I never lie (I never lie)
And they say money change you
I think they right, yeah (I think they right, yeah)
Yeah, at least I tried (at least I tried)
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Yeah, at least I tried, tried, tried
At least I tried
I might fuck up my money then I'm gon' get it right back
If you fuck with my money then you gon' get hit like that
I grew up in the jungle, grew up where lions fall back
Grew up playin' with 22s, now I got 22 straps
Writer(s): Julius Rivera, Artist Dubose, Christian Ward, Etterlene Jordan, Kevin Andre Price, Eduardo Augusto Burgess, Jonathan De La Rosa
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