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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave East
Dave East
Vocals
Method Man
Method Man
Vocals
Scram Jones
Scram Jones
Turntables
BJ the Chicago Kid
BJ the Chicago Kid
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Edwards
Brandon Edwards
Songwriter
Bryan Sledge
Bryan Sledge
Songwriter
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Songwriter
David Brewster
David Brewster
Songwriter
John Groover
John Groover
Songwriter
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Producer
MyGuyMars
MyGuyMars
Producer

Letra

Break it down, break it down Break it down, break it down Mike & Keys Break it down, break it down Un-un-un-unbelievable Crime-Cr-Cr-Crime family Un-un-un-unbelievable Please forgive me for all the sins I already committed Like the Genovese Un-un-un-unbelievable They look down upon us with forgiveness For the sins we gon' commit in the future They know you understand that no one is perfect But we try, Lord We try We try to keep our heads up in bad times Show us the way And if you can't show us the way, forgive us for bein' lost When I walk in and the buildin' screams fill up them jeans Raised around functionin' fiends, death such accustomed scene Crime family like the Genovese but I got NFTs Good Mornin' America, I'm high as fuck on NBC (Woo) How did I get here? Banshee, threw it in 5th gear (Bam) Virgil Jordan 1s, red and black, I got like 6 pairs My wrist wear cool my body, 6E with Pooch and Lotti (Uh) Never sold my soul or read no contract for Illuminati (Not one) I illuminate the room without a thousand goons Rat police they watch the news then Follow cars they crash to move (Skrrt) Problems seem to follow us It's proven that the trenches get more sentences than scholarships It's different sets and politics (Rollin') I'm Fred Hampton, I'm Huey Newton, I'm Fred Sanford (Uh) I'm Richard Pryor, Denzel Washington in the Red Vancer (Red) I'm David Ruffin I'm Pee Wee Kirkland, I seen some churches (I seen it) I seen some hospitals, I seen some nurses (woo) I'm Ice Cube, I'm Keenan Ivory Wayans in Low Down Dirty Shame Shorty look like Jada Pinkett that Don't mind ridin' the train (Don't Mind) We are not the same, that little thought? Just get it out your brain EA Sports when it comes to extortion, it's in the game (Nikka) (Unbelievable) Most the killers that I know ain't got no Instagram Most the hitters than I know ain't got no Twitter (The ain't got it) Most the gangsters that I know don't be on TikTok (They ain't gon' learn) They daughter or they son is, nigga You ain't no killer (You ain't no killer, nigga) Most the killers that I know ain't got no Instagram (They ain't on IG) Most the hitters than I know ain't got no Twitter (Nah) Most the gangsters that I know don't be on TikTok (No) Claimin' you a killer? Every day you postin' pictures (Unbelievable) Uh, still blowin' smoke off the sofa Chiefin' off the Keef, feel like SOSA Before we hit the streets, meet the chauffeur Like Offset, I do it for the culture But I'm more like Pennywise meets the Joker And here's another verse to feed ya vultures The social media? Just mediocre And that ain't la vida loca If they are what they eat, they eatin' chocha I keep my friends close and my frenemies even closer See this is for disclosure My bars pourin' pain mixed with juice, this mimosa A little food for thought, this is Kosher A gangsta ain't a runner, that's a gopher Some killers use a hanger as a holster Or a banger? That's a poker If this is our thing like Costra Nostra Gang gang without gangbang, I hit my loca East, yeah, yeah, you know us I'm rootin' for the home team, like, "Go us" Got shooters actin' boujee with they nose us Nobody showin' out, found? Show up Get bust down, the price about to go up Get strung out on the Meth, I mess your goals up That Keenan Ivory Wayne, Low Down Dirty Shame Paper-thin like MC Lyte when she was ridin' on that train We are not the same, hit your Xbox, we are not a game Iron lung on tracks curlin' iron, look, I'm hot again Uh, nothin' to lose but a lot to gain That G-Unit, 50 boy, you can't stop the rain (Unbelievable) Most the killers that I know ain't got no Instagram Most the hitters than I know ain't got no Twitter Most the gangsters that I know don't be on TikTok They daughter or they son is, nigga, you ain't no killer (Unbelievable) Most the killers that I know ain't got no Instagram Most the hitters than I know ain't got no Twitter Most the gangsters that I know don't be on TikTok Claimin' you a killer? Every day you postin' pictures (Unbelievable) Can't believe half of y'all niggas, man (Unbelievable) Everyday I see you online (Unbelievable) You niggas (Unbelievable) I'm makin' music, I gotta promote this shit Unbelievable (unbelievable) Unbelievable, nigga Unbelievable (Unbelievable) These niggas (Unbelievable) These bitches (Unbelievable)
Writer(s): Paul Michael Barry, Craig David, Mark Phillip Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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