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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DUSTY LOCANE
DUSTY LOCANE
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reginald Miot
Reginald Miot
Songwriter
Ethan Lee Ferrer
Ethan Lee Ferrer
Songwriter
Marcus Noel Diaz
Marcus Noel Diaz
Songwriter
Jasper Murray
Jasper Murray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DUSTY LOCANE
DUSTY LOCANE
Executive Producer
Lucid Wake Em Up
Lucid Wake Em Up
Producer
L'ego Motif
L'ego Motif
Producer
Knice On The Sonics
Knice On The Sonics
Mixing Engineer
Angel On The Boards
Angel On The Boards
Mixing Engineer
Jasper Bobby Fisher Murray
Jasper Bobby Fisher Murray
Executive Producer
Nick Cavalieri
Nick Cavalieri
Mastering Engineer

歌詞

(Lucid, wake 'em up) Yeah Look Y'all niggas ain't gon' take everything I done grind for (on hood) Listen Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? Look (where it went?) I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (grrt, grrt) And we was all tryna find a way You was in the crib anyway (crib) So, when it's time, fuck up out my way (fuck out my way) I'm the reason dinner on your plate (eat up) How you mad 'cause I'm glistenin'? And yeah, I got money and spent it (I spent it) Even if it's for no reason Fuck it, I meant it (yeah, I meant it) My heart filled up with pain, anger, vengeance (mmm) We can never be the same Boy, you ain't check in with the trenches Flossy where I'm from, ain't no one on ones Better have your gun, look (grrt) Slidin' with a pump, headshot, he done 'Nother body in the book I'm a top dog, I ain't no rook Looked him in his eyes, homie looked shook Ain't no surprise on the wrong foot If I like your chain, then it's gettin' took (gimme that) Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? Look (where it went?) I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (grrt, grrt) And we was all tryna find a way You was in the crib anyway (crib) So, when it's time, fuck up out my way (fuck out my way) I'm the reason dinner on your plate (eat up) Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? Look (where it went?) I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (grrt, grrt) And we was all tryna find a way You was in the crib anyway (crib) So when it's time, fuck up out my way (fuck out my way) I'm the reason dinner on your plate (eat up) Puttin' on for the fever They come and they go, but I stayed the same Ice froze, keep a heater Beam on the Glock, I'll paint the rain Nigga, I'm the king, the throne I claim Yeah, you hear the change I know you hear the change Flossy where I'm from, ain't no one on ones Better have your gun, look (grrt) Slidin' with a pump, headshot, he done 'Nother body in the book I'm a top dog, I ain't no rook Looked him in his eyes, homie looked shook Ain't no surprise on the wrong foot If I like your chain, then it's gettin' took (gimme that) Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? Look (where it went?) I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (grrt, grrt) And we was all tryna find a way You was in the crib anyway (crib) So when it's time, fuck up out my way (fuck out my way) I'm the reason dinner on your plate (eat up)
Writer(s): Ethan Lee Ferrer, Jasper Murray, Marcus Noel Diaz, Reginald Miot Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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