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Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fetty Wap
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Willie Maxwell II
Songwriter
Cesar Cezbeats Arias
Songwriter
Edward Joshua Timmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie "Shy Boogs" Timmons
Producer
Cesar Cezbeats Arias
Producer
Letra
Ayy, let me talk my sh-
Yeah
Let me walk my -
Let me smoke my -
Mm, huh
Baby, I'm a star, look, they notice me too (Wap)
They ain't tryna hear it, but they know it's the truth
Just 'cause I ain't brag about it, I did everythin' right
Got my mother out the hood, out of mind, out of sight (yeah)
And she even know what up, lil' ma on blocks (that's right)
Smell like Backwoods, gunpowder and thots (yeah)
Only had one time, I had to take my shot
Every day, - focused, give it all I got (on God)
First time I really prayed when bro got shot (period)
Plenty tears in my eyes while I load that Glock (yeah)
Jump stake, I overturn those shots
I was up plenty nights, couldn't close my eyes
I be really on my bully, so I stay low-key (gang), word to my OG
In the hood e'ry day, so it stay on me
I be gassed up, but the whip stay on E (yeah)
This for ones who run the score 30.3 (yeah)
Takin' pictures with the kids, e'rybody know me (Wap)
All I do show love, and e'rybody know it (Wap)
I gotta hit the LQ, 12 o'clock, it's closin'
And everybody knows, Remy, the good don't last forever
Tell my real right, that I'm glad I met you
Tell my real right, we'll be down forever
I was taught by the G's, always stash the cheddar
And I'm smokin' when deliverin' and you know better
I'm a G, don't hang with many friends, I don't got 'em
When your friend be your enemy, how you gon' spot 'em?
Really gave the homie energy, like, "Dawg, I got you"
Everybody tried to roll up, but my loyalty strong
Call me stupid 'cause I guess I had my loyalty wrong
Keep it pushin', I'ma show you what this royalty on
Gotta do it for myself, I ain't needin' no ho
I can never hit the soil, you know the mean and the strong
I can't love without trust that's why I'm leavin' it home
So when I go to meet 'em, I ain't leavin' at home
Smoke California packin', you know my weed feel strong
Ain't no way that I get with you
Yeah, baby, uh, ayy, yeah, ayy
Ain't no way that I get with you
Yeah, baby, haha, uh, yeah, ayy
Ain't no way that I get with you
Yeah, baby, ha-ha-ha, yeah, ayy
Ain't no way that I get with you
Mm, yeah, baby, mm, mm, yeah
Ain't no way that I get with you (yeah, that's fire)
Ain't no way that I get with you
Ain't no way that I get with you
Writer(s): Luther Vandross, Willie Maxwell, Eddie Timmons, Cesar Arias
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