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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Jordan T. Ortiz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oogie Mane
Producer
Noah "40" Shebib
Recording Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Harley Arsenault
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Greg Moffet
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ronald Moonoo
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
David "D.C." Castro
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah Shebib
Recording Engineer
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Letra
Yeah
(I'm workin' on dyin')
I'm upset
Fifty thousand on my head, it's disrespect
So offended that I had to double check
I'ma always take the money over sex
That's why they need me out the way, what you expect?
Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna' get me for my soul
Thankful for the women that I know
Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe
Every month
I'm supposed to pay her bills and get her what she want
I still got like seven years of doin' what I want
My dad still got child support from 1991
Outta town, people love to pop a lot of shit then come around
Word to Flacko Jodye, he done seen us put it down
Niggas askin' if I'm cool
I'm upset
Hunnid thousand on my head, it's disrespect (Disrespect)
So offended that I had to double check
You tryna check?
This is real life, niggas think we playin' chess
So what's next?
Jump up out the bed like I'm possessed
I go out on tour and I say I'm drinkin' less
End up gettin' loose and gettin' pictures from my ex
SMS, triple X
That's the only time I ever shoot below the neck (Skrr)
Why you keep on shootin' if you know that nigga dead? (Skrr)
That's the only kind of shit that gets you some respect
Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna get me for my soul
Thankful for the women that I know
Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe (Ayy, ayy)
Every month
She don't even love me, she just puttin' on a front
She gon' try and settle outta court and make a run
Then gon' ask me how I'm doin'
I'm upset
Half a million on my head I can accept, yeah
'Least it makes me feel like someone tried their best, yeah
Want to waste a half a million, be my guest
Made me wanna buy a vest and a TEC (Skrr)
But I'm blessed, I just checked (Checked, checked)
Hate me, never met me in the flesh (Flesh)
Say she's got some things she gotta come here and collect
That shit is in a box to the left, to the left
Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna' get me for my soul (For my soul)
Thankful for the women that I know (That I know)
Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe
Writer(s): Aubrey Graham, Jordan Ortiz
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