Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
K CAMP
Vocais
Jeremih
Vocais
SickPen
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Jeremy Felton
Composição
Kelvin Raynard Brown Jr.
Composição
Kristopher Campbell
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Nash Beats
Produção
Chris Athens
Engenharia (masterização)
Dave Huffman
Engenharia (masterização)
Jeremy “Hershey Blakk” Carr
Engenharia (gravação)
Leslie Brathwaite
Engenharia (mixagem)
Letra
I was six years old, riding shotgun
In a old school with my dad
Memories that I hold onto
But really, those are the only ones that I had
They used to call me Lil' Rob
Skinny big head *** with a rock
And I ain't talking about the heart
Even though my fam used to keep the grams in his socks, damn
It was me, little Brandon and Ninny
Outside, runnin' wild *** TV
On 13th, all the way to 49th and James
Shout out to my little cuz Vivi
And my uncle Jerome
One time for my uncle Jerome
In the basement, smoking cigarettes with Tyrique
I think we did that when Unc wasn't home
Forty-seven and Lloyd
First time I got jumped on the porch
Hit the oldest one with a one-two, bink, bink
Other one ran up, left his *** right there on the porch
Hell is you saying, Lil' Jeff turned me to a man
That was big bro, that was big cuz
Everything to a ****, now he gone, guess God had a plan
I don't understand
Lord, why you do me this way?
You live and you learn
Them tables will turn
Them bridges will burn
But through it all, just make a way
I'm here to stay, and I'ma do it for my city like the mayor
Real north side ****
Living life like my granddaddy Charles
He the reason why a **** a player
Lemme talk to him
Plenty night while I felt all alone, nobody to lean on, listen up
Lemme tell you how it feel
I just tell it how it is
Everybody claim they real, on the real
These **** ain't never been real
Straight up
Look, I'm just living my life, I'm just doing my thing
Same **** from the jump, baby, I ain't gon' change
Baby, I ain't gon' change
Nah, nah
Baby, I ain't gon' change
Man, f*** everybody, do you
Same little **** that they said wasn't gon' be ****, he's the ****
Who knew?
Still riding 'round with my day one ****, we don't need new **** in the crew
One time for my **** Dan, that was my first friend, second grade, Ms. Blue
I don't do too much
**** just say, what's up, man, salute when you see me
These **** upset 'cause they heard I got next, I keep cheese like Fellini's
Back in the day, used to be hot-head like I'm walking 'round with a beanie
In the middle of the summer, I'm tryna score ****, no time to fumble
It's game time, everybody on ten
We just tryna get this money at the same time
I ain't claiming what ain't mine
Got your girl on the edge like the state line
Ain't no more play time
We're just tryna get it out the muscle
Fighting for the money, I'ma tussle
I'ma get my ****, respect my hustle, for real
Man, f*** everybody, do you
Same little **** that they said wasn't gon' be **** he's the ****
Who knew?
Straight up
Look, I'm just living my life, I'm just doing my thing
Same **** from the jump ****
What's the point of getting that money
Money, money
If your life don't change?
What's that point of pushing that wheel
If your life don't change?
What's that point of pushing that wheel
Yeah, yeah
If you ain't changing lanes?
What's the point of having any girl
If your **** don't change?
What's the point of staying the same
If everything around you change?
I've changed, I've changed, I've changed, I've changed
You don't need nobody
You don't need nobody
They don't wanna be here
They ain't gotta be here
Ooh, you don't need nobody
You don't need nobody
They don't wanna be here
They ain't gotta be here
Ooh
Written by: Jeremiah Bethea, K. Brown, K. CAMPBELL