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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young T & Bugsey
Performer
Not3s
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Not3s
Composer
James Grant
Composer
Darius Ellington
Composer
Ra'chard Tucker
Composer
Adedoyin Adewuyi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
iLL BLU
Producer
JAE5
Mixing Engineer
Lewis Hopkin
Mastering Engineer
Songteksten
Living Gravy
Young T & Bugsey
Now we living gravy
Sauce sauce drippin' like I live in gravy, yeah
Now we living gravy
Now we living gravy
Best believe, I am the brother that they are tryna be
I am the brother that they all tryna reach
But I'm not the brother that they can try and leech
Never lacking b, oh now I'm in the place
Bottles are poppin' when I am in the rave
Scream star in the hood when I'm up in the rave
Sauce niggas struggles and now I'm living great
All my people living gravy yeah
Don't spill no liquor on my ice creams, on my white jeans
I'm a real drill machine look like Virgil in these Off-White Nikes
Fuck the Y-3, Nike boys on my team
Like, you just gotta wait up
Man I mean it's getting big as fuck, who the fuck really debating us
T and Bugs got the Midas touch
What's the problem? I'm a problem
Man I wish these niggas would stay in the lane
And be here for life, never broke again
I can turn your wife to a hoe again
Know you think she's yours but I know she ain't
She locked me in the telly, I know it's good
Think I hit the belly, hit the hall of fame
Funny thing about it I don't know her name
Erica, Veronica, it's all the same
It's all the same
Best believe, I am the brother that they are tryna be
I am the brother that they all tryna reach
But I'm not the brother that they can try and leech
Never lacking b, oh now I'm in the place
Bottles are poppin' when I am in the rave
Scream star in the hood when I'm up in the rave
Sauce niggas struggles and now I'm living great
All my people living gravy yeah
Saucin' in my Alexander walkin' in the
Ballin' and I'm drip, I'm never fallin' in
If I go over to your girl's house in the late night
Leave something wave 'cause she probably ocean and
'Cause I'ma star, check the life, check the watch
Pull up on the block, I'm with the Jenny from the block
Pull up with the flockas, brought the tiger, brought the crop
Coolin' with the yardies call me Teddy Bruckshot
Come in the Coupe, look at the roof you see Orion's Belt
Me I did it on my own, niggas didn't help
I'm poppin' ties we say it different from how it's spelt
Give me a minute with your body I'll be gentle
Alright, winning an award, check the scores on the board
Home visit to the fizzy and they greet me with applause
All I know if more, give me more, run it all
All I know if ball, goin' crazy in the mall
Best believe, I am the brother that they are tryna be
I am the brother that they all tryna reach
But I'm not the brother that they can try and leech
Never lacking b, oh now I'm in the place
Bottles are poppin' when I am in the rave
Scream star in the hood when I'm up in the rave
Sauce niggas struggles and now I'm living great
All my people living gravy yeah
Now we living gravy
Sauce sauce drippin' like I live in gravy, yeah
Now we living gravy
Sauce sauce drippin' like I'm living gravy, yeah
Now we living gravy
Sauce sauce drippin' like I live in gravy, yeah
And now we living gravy
Sauce sauce drippin' like I live in gravy, yeah
Sauce sauce drippin' like I live in gravy, yeah
Sauce sauce drippin' like I'm living gravy, yeah
Sauce sauce drippin' like I live in gravy, yeah
Writer(s): Darius Ellington Forde, James Wesley Thomas Grant, Ra'chard Shakur Tucker, Adedoyin Olaide Julius-adewuyi, Lukmanolanrewaju Odunaike
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