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H.E.R. - Find A Way (Audio) ft. Lil Baby, Lil Durk
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실연 아티스트
H.E.R.
H.E.R.
실연자
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
실연자
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Chidi Osondu
Chidi Osondu
송라이터
James Maddocks
James Maddocks
송라이터
Tiara Thomas
Tiara Thomas
송라이터
Seandrea Sledge
Seandrea Sledge
송라이터
Milan Modi
Milan Modi
송라이터
Malita Rice
Malita Rice
송라이터
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
송라이터
Gabriella Wilson
Gabriella Wilson
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Chidi Osondu
Chidi Osondu
프로듀서
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
믹싱 엔지니어
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
믹싱 엔지니어
Scott Desmarais
Scott Desmarais
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Jeremie Inhaber
Jeremie Inhaber
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Brodie Means
Brodie Means
어시스턴트 엔지니어
James Maddocks
James Maddocks
프로듀서

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What's happenin' Chi Chi? Yeah Got this shit up out the mud, still grindin' Like I'm tryna get my weight up (weight up) Went and gave too many chances to you niggas I can't let nobody play us (play us) Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up Ain't see nothin' but a bunch of haters (a bunch of haters) No matter how much money we went through We never let the paper change us (we ain't let it change us) I done ran it up out the mud I get paid to pop out at clubs Put my partner 'nem in my budget I watch people change, I can't trust 'em I got rich but I'm still hustlin' I run full speed to that cash I can feel this shit in my calf muscles Reminiscin' back when I ain't have nothin' Now they actin' like they all happy for me Where was you at when I needed it? When it come to money, I'm greedy I'll try anything just to please you You can take everything if you leavin' Ain't tryna say I'm perfect but I'm decent I ain't goin' back broke for no reason My drip, it might leave a puddle Need Bounty to clean it up I'm the quicker picker upper, for real, just put it on the floor That other stuff, I'm not for it, I've been clearin' out my headspace Runnin' shit, now, I'm startin' to buy my whips now for the leg space (Got this shit up out the-, yeah, Baby) Got this shit up out the mud, still grindin' Like I'm tryna get my weight up (weight up) Went and gave too many chances to you niggas I can't let nobody play us (play us) Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up Ain't see nothin' but a bunch of haters (a bunch of haters) No matter how much money we went through We never let the paper change us (we ain't let it change us) In a Wraith with the stars All the niggas who ain't bet on me, know they wouldn't go far (nowhere) Know the gang gon' ride for me, no matter how many cars (skrrt) Move cautious, got trauma, still tryna cover the scars (hmm) Ain't takin' no headshots 'cause you know we been hot (know we been hot) Always on the target, never miss like a red dot (like a red dot) Always on the go, I'll be wherever the jet stop (yeah) Coming from a place where they be shakin' they dreadlocks, yee (got this shit up out the-) Got this shit up out the mud, still grindin' Like I'm tryna get my weight up (weight up) Went and gave too many chances to you niggas I can't let nobody play us (play us) Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up Ain't see nothin' but a bunch of haters (a bunch of haters) No matter how much money we went through We never let the paper change us Bitch, this is straight out the mud Back in 2010, I was sellin' them dubs Back in granny crib when the lights were off We would blame it on the bugs Same niggas claim who I love, Identify who I was I was flexin' to you, but since you told, I'm facin' a deal I text my dawg, I was in my feelings but said, "Fuck it", I ain't even send it I was gon' text him like, "Don't change up, we the same niggas we in it" Don't talk about your dawg to your other dawg, man, I'm prefix I came from broke Durk to big Durk And I merch out one of the rich Where you was at for the congress view? Cousin' dyin' on my auntie fune' Come around with a Richard Mille I can do it, 'cause I send money to rich Treat my wife like I treat my sister Diamonds cut, I'm a walkin' butcher My homie died, he ain't even slide The street got a hold and killed him Ooh-ooh (hello? Man, fuck) Got this shit up out the mud, still grindin' Like I'm tryna get my weight up (weight up) Went and gave too many chances to you niggas I can't let nobody play us (play us) Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up Ain't see nothin' but a bunch of haters (a bunch of haters) No matter how much money we went through We never let the paper change us
Writer(s): Malita Rice, Dominique Jones, James Michael Maddocks, Tiara Nicole Thomas, Chidi Steve Osondu, Seandrea Sledge, Gabriella Wilson, Milan Sunil Modi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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