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Lil Keed
Lil Keed
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Raqhid Render
Raqhid Render
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
마스터링 엔지니어
AJCookin'
AJCookin'
프로듀서
DJ Sidereal
DJ Sidereal
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Levi Bandito
Levi Bandito
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I do this shit for somebody Who ain't never had nobody Whoever lost somebody They gone or locked up I told my mama, never stress about my money Whole lot of goals on me just like a ceremony He say he steppin', but he cap, he gotta get him one A lot of gunshots 'round me, know I'm paranoid A lot of pills got me paranoid All the bitches that be fine But it got me paranoid Yeah, these hoes tryna set me up They're tryna feel the fortune (Yеah) Yeah, we talk with this Glock This that testimony This that gеt up in the mornin' catch the Marta bus This that move to Calabasas then catch a Cali' slut This that ski mask, give it up right now or you gettin' bust Yeah, you know it's us versus them, ain't know it's all us I'm just keepin' it cordial right now I'm takin' care of my daughter But it weren't for her I would've been stepped on your lil' brother And you cannot do nothin' 'bout it, but think about it (About it) You strip a nigga then steal You ain't even kill me? Boy, you gotta be the dumbest nigga in the fuckin' world, nigga Nah, I still would've prevailed, nigga (Sip a cup on buddy, ha) Yeah, I'm strong minded I know how to fight all my demons Millions on millions, yeah, a nigga fiendin' Yeah, she want my baby But her face where I place my semen Yeah, you know these chopper bullets can kill a demon Yeah, you already know I love my baby mama So I make sure I talk to her every morning And my baby lookin' at me like, daddy, you did it Not knowin' what I'm goin' through with the critics She know I was smart I was good at basketball, but rap, I turn it to art (Turn it to art) I slimed my plug for the zaza 'cause it smellin' like farts And my back a real target And these niggas are darts (Backstabbin') I told my mama, never stress about my money Whole lot of goals on me just like a ceremony He say he steppin', but he cap, he gotta get him one A lot of gunshots 'round me, know I'm paranoid A lot of pills got me paranoid All the bitches that be fine But it got me paranoid Yeah, these hoes tryna set me up They're tryna feel the fortune (Yeah) Yeah, we talk with this Glock This that testimony (That Glock, nigga) My daddy had a stroke I told him, don't worry, just know yo' son ain't broke Thanks to the higher power, I won't ever see a crow Do you know where I came from? Do you know what's the low? Everything was hard with us Yeah, my daddy showed me how to raise a family Showed me how to be a gentleman But I'm out here actin' mannish But now I'm understandin' Taught me think before I talk That's why I ain't out here stranded (Stranded) (Stranded, yeah) Haha (I ain't stranded) Anything fuck with me (I did it, nigga) You know what I been through, nigga Chill (Promise you) I told my mama, never stress about my money (Yeah, Slimeball) Whole lot of goals on me just like a ceremony He say he steppin', but he cap, he gotta get him one A lot of gunshots 'round me, know I'm paranoid A lot of pills got me paranoid All the bitches that be fine But it got me paranoid Yeah, these hoes tryna set me up They're tryna feel the fortune (Yeah) Yeah, we talk with this Glock This that testimony Got me paranoid, got me paranoid Got me paranoid, got me paranoid Got me paranoid, paranoid (Slimeball)
Writer(s): Raqhid Jevon Render, William Daniel Repko, Arvid Jonsson, Daniel Sturridge, Sam Matthew, Levi Willis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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