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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roddy Ricch
Roddy Ricch
Vocals
Avedon
Avedon
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodrick Moore
Rodrick Moore
Songwriter
Vincent van den Ende
Vincent van den Ende
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Spencer
Kevin Spencer
Mixing Engineer
Avedon
Avedon
Producer

Letra

Yeah, 17 I was outside, fly as a jet 17 years old, I'm flyin' on a Jet Bust down, bust down, Audemars Piguet Tryna get the bag, I was goin' OT, baby Trappin' with mud in the Phantom, 150 thousand in Atlanta Double G's what I'm steppin' on I ain't ever had shit, I want my racks long Gotta get it out the mud, I was trappin' out the bando They been wantin' to see me fall, red bottom what I land on Fell in love with shawty, but she wasn't enough for me 'Cause I be ridin' in my 10-speed Nigga, tell me what the lick read I was servin' down on 10th Street I wanted me the Louis V bag So I fucked around and bought it Got a new apartment, Hermès carpet I just wanna be the motivation for my young nigga Out here tryna get it Focus on your babe (uh huh, yeah-yeah) Fuck these bitches I just got off the phone with my young nigga He said, "Roddy 'bout to go number one, nigga" I been tryna get the money for appeal Gotta stay down for your day ones, nigga Roddy, lil' bro The key is perseverance Under any known circumstances, loyalty comes first Be loyal to those who loyal to you When I say family, I don't mean who you share blood with, bro Family is defined by loyalty, not blood You don't owe nobody shit Only person you owe is the same niggas you start with Get to the bag, lil' bro Nevermind the haters and the niggas down talking you to seem relevant If you ain't got haters then you ain't doing something right On Crip, get that bag, fool You still in the past but worked to get where you at So keep working to get where you going It's a marathon so keep dream chasing, and the top is a destination I'm with you, lil' bro From this closet I call cell, on Yompton Crip, I'm with you, fool You just gotta keep going, don't stop for nobody Anybody that's in your way, cuz, they become a liability Any liabilities become victims Victimize all the niggas that's in your way Once them niggas out your way, nigga Your destination is the next thing you got You going to the top, fool, so keep going On Ricch
Writer(s): Vincent Van Den Ende, Rodrick Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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