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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Deundraeus Portis
Deundraeus Portis
Songwriter
Shelton Scales Jr
Shelton Scales Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Twysted Genius
Twysted Genius
Producer
Jay Scalez
Jay Scalez
Producer
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Real Red
Real Red
Recording Engineer
Logan Schmitz
Logan Schmitz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

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Who made this beat? Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, yeah Twysted Genius, baby SCALEZ (GP) Ran into some dead ends, rerouted made away Tennis chain, ring, watch, light on the ice today Street nigga from the M, that's where you gotta keep a K It don't matter killers killin' killers, ain't nobody safe Bullets don't discriminate, just had to remind you No matter how you try to dodge, the bullshit, it come find you Tryna put me in the middle 'cause my niggas robbed you Told you not to fuck with 'em but you act like you had to Pink slip, eight whips, ain't none of 'em rented Bitch, I'm having money now, so talk to me different Run the hunnids through the money counter before we deposit it Life good, bitch bad, everything exotic I'm cool with waitin' a lil' longer for somethin' I deserve The streets ain't for everybody, that's why they made the curb These clowns is talking 'bout Elo, I'm trippin' over words It was SuperBowl night, wish he ain't make serve Have you ever got that phone call that made ya heart drop Problems every time you turn around, you live a hard knock Free my niggas, heard the feds caught him pickin' up a box Numbers switches on the glizzy, it came with the bump stop I went back to where I grew up and I bought the residence They come for me but I can't let them get me out my element It's easy building up a name but can you keep it relevant? Play on my name you see more choppas than veterans, homie And I said what I said won't beat around the bush Paint yo' block my favorite color red, now you a pound of kush I could put my hands in my pocket, e'rybody with me pulling These Cartiers remind me of the days when I was overlooked Fuck up after fuck up, day by day, now I'm having my way Reason you can't get yo' own steak 'cause you keep watching my plate I been laying low, playing slow, stacking change Made it through the rain, can you feel a gangsta pain? Made it through the rain, can you feel a gangsta pain? The streets ain't for everybody, that's why they made the curb Ran into some dead ends, rerouted made away
Writer(s): Deundraeus Portis, Demario Dewayne White Jr., Shelton Scales Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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