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PERFORMING ARTISTS
CyHi
CyHi
Vocals
ScHoolboy Q
ScHoolboy Q
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cydel Young
Cydel Young
Composer
Joshua Scruggs
Joshua Scruggs
Composer
Ozan Yildirim
Ozan Yildirim
Composer
Quincey M. Hanley
Quincey M. Hanley
Composer
Girvan Henry
Girvan Henry
Composer
Michael Davis
Michael Davis
Composer
Marcus Byrd
Marcus Byrd
Composer
K. Rachel Mills
K. Rachel Mills
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Syk Sense
Syk Sense
Producer
OZ
OZ
Producer
Brandon Black
Brandon Black
Recording Engineer
Finis "KY" White
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

What you need, nigga? Alright, I'm on the way Yeah Goin' back movin' around Goin' back movin' around I need 17 for the split I need 32 for the pound Goin' back movin' around Goin' back movin' around Shit I know who get the money Ain't like I'm new to the town So I'm back movin' around Goin' back movin' around I need 17 for the split I need 32 for the pound Goin' back movin' around Goin' back movin' around Shit I know who get the money Ain't like I'm new to the town Boy, I'm back moving around Jay got a pack I'm bout through with it now Yesterday I sold my partner a QT Fuck it, I might just come through with an ounce So gimme the check I'ma do it then bounce Drove off in a Buick as true as it sounds CyHi pull up in the trap with them bags Keep somethin' on me to shoot at a clown Fuck, I'm back moving around They said I needed a buzz in the street I said damn, ya'll shoulda told me SInce I was 15 I been plugged with the tree Before ya'll knew 'bout Meech I was up in the D Somewhere on Finkle with drugs in the Jeep You don't know how it feel when your cousin a Blood And you can't call him cousin 'cause bousin a G Your homies is Crips but you stuck in between Either you rob or you fuck with them kis I told my label to sign my release I'll go back to the block it ain't nothing to me So I'm back movin' around Goin' back movin' around I need 17 for the split I need 32 for the pound Goin' back movin' around Goin' back movin' around Shit I know who get the money Ain't like I'm new to the town Taking my chance on the road Told my daughter that I love but I go Rather go provide then be there and broke Life or death, the paper bringing us hope Know these haters want me dead in the dirt Know they hate when every day is the first Wore it once about a thousand a shirt Figured I would call a picket and skrrt Cross me once and they have to view you in church Niggas tough until that hot one insert Still got that dope in my sock Gotta go watch for the cops Keep it Top Dawg when I flee Started with one-quarter piece Now we half-million a week Kick down the door like a Jeep 'Bout 20 years since I sleeped I brought belief to the Priest I can sell sand to the beach Been through the fire I'ma raise Hell to Gods Oddly I multiply dimes Small with a circle of mines So I'm back movin' around Goin' back movin' around I need 17 for the split I need 32 for the pound Goin' back movin' around Goin' back movin' around Shit I know who get the money Ain't like I'm new to the town Lemme tell you 'bout the one time I had a rental With a half a bag of that Sacramento Seen cop's lights flash, threw it out the window Right there cross the street from Allen Temple Shit that was my ammo 'for I had a demo And I had a Pinto but it had the tint though Then I had a Benzo now I got a limo Shit, I always knew a nigga had potential Blow a bag of indo like a bad Nintendo If I had your bimbo it was accidental Now I'm actin nimble 'cause she actin' simple Back to running circles round the A like an "at" symbol Hamilton Holmes, to Indian Creek I pray I'm at my home while my enemies creep So many shots it sound like there's 20 of me My boy rock a robin like twee-lee-lee-lee I email my bitches I see-see-see I told her to meet me at BB&T Only see me in Georgia, I'm GPTV So I'm back movin' around Goin' back movin' around I need 17 for the split I need 32 for the pound Goin' back movin' around Goin' back movin' around Shit I know who get the money Ain't like I'm new to the town Better have all my cash when I pull up on you niggas Better have all my cash when I pull up on you niggas Better have all my cash when I pull up on you niggas Better have all my cash when I pull up on you niggas
Writer(s): Cydel Young, Joshua Scruggs, Ozan Yildirim, Marcus Byrd, Quincey Hanley, Michael Davis, Brandon Black, Katherine Mills, Girvan Henry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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