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GloRilla
GloRilla
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Canady
Jacob Canady
Songwriter
Derrick Miller
Derrick Miller
Songwriter
Ashot Akopian
Ashot Akopian
Songwriter
Gloria Woods
Gloria Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ATL Jacob
ATL Jacob
Producer
Hendrix Smoke
Hendrix Smoke
Producer
Shottie
Shottie
Producer
Marreo Hardaway
Marreo Hardaway
Recording Engineer
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

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I'm just finna talk some real shit (GloRilla) You know what I'm sayin'? Shit that just be on my mind (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Sometimes I just sit back and just wonder, "What's my purpose here?" (I don't know) I need an answer ASAP 'cause I'm gettin' a little nervous here (Woo) If they can't see your worth, you gotta let 'em know they worthless here And they can't see me bar for bar, them bitches get no service here Was tryna make them happy, I forgot about my own peace He tried to let me hold the Glock, but bae, I got own piece Ain't nobody gas me up, I always went off my speed Nah, ain't nobody gas me up, I pulled up with my own weed I believed in me back then when nobody supported me (Ayy) They all on my dick, but months ago, they was ignoring me (Huh?) Last year, I got pregnant, but the mission got aborted, B How the hell you hatin' on me and you having way more than me? The fuck? Then, just like, with bitches, like, everybody can't go to the top with you And it's like God see that shit Like he just get to letting people reveal they true colors and, like, they real self Like, then the crazy part about it is you really be fuckin' with folks, then It be crazy, like, you be fucked up when they really have— You really have to say, "Bye," to they ass We was solid as a rock, but 'bout that paper, had to cut some hoes It was fuck the world with them, but now I'm just like, "Fuck them hoes" (Fuck 'em) Catch one of them bitches now, no doubt I'll probably up that ho (Baow, baow) And it really makes me mad because I really love them hoes We ain't even fall out, we just don't talk, what the dissin' 'bout? Now you hangin' with the hoes who we be talkin' shit about Start fuckin' with that nigga, then you got up on that weird shit But I ain't even say nothin' 'cause you'd probably say I'm weird, bitch Always put on for my bitch, I used to wear my friend shirt Swear to God, I feel it in my body when my friend hurt (Swear to God) So many hoes done switched on me, I'm startin' to hate the friend word Callin' me that shit is like the white folks sayin' the N word On God And it just be real shit, you know what I'm sayin'? Then last thing I'm talkin' 'bout is these motherfuckin' niggas Like, I put them last 'cause I feel like that's the last reason Like, you 'posed to be bullshitting or falling out But, you know, sometimes, that shit happen Like, that love shit crazy Like, you just gotta take shit as lessons though Everything be happenin' for a reason Middle finger to my exes, choppin' off my ring finger The last one told me he was different, but his ass the ringleader Tried to get an older guy, but he ain't know a thing either (Dumbass) Niggas used to sleep on me, but they wasn't in my dream either Couldn't no nigga shoot they shot, I had you at the free throw But nigga, you is foul as hell, your points is at a zero And you need to got to church 'cause you don't practice what you preach, ho I used to be your ride or die, but now I'm in the streets, ho Yeah, he used to pipe me down and make me act a plum-ass But go be with your friends 'cause you fit right in with they bum ass They see you really fumbled, now they callin' you a dumbass 'Cause you just lost a million fuckin' dollars with your dumb ass On the gang (Fuckin' dummy) And that's just real shit, you know what I'm sayin'? Like, I'm the voice for the females, you know what I'm sayin'? The females that probably don't wanna speak up and say that shit on a track, like I'ma say that shit though Yeah Young, wealthy, and ratchet shit only, you know what I'm sayin'? Big Glo Yeah, uh, uh I don't want no love, yeah Uh, yeah Uh, yeah
Writer(s): Jacob Atl Jacob Canady, Derrick Miller, Ashot O. Akopian, Gloria Woods Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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