Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nipsey Hussle
Nipsey Hussle
Vocals
Rance
Rance
Programming
Jake One
Jake One
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ermias Asghedom
Ermias Asghedom
Songwriter
Jake Dutton
Jake Dutton
Songwriter
Larrance Dopson
Larrance Dopson
Songwriter
Thomas Callaway
Thomas Callaway
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ermias Asghedom
Ermias Asghedom
Executive Producer
Rance
Rance
Producer
Ralph Cee
Ralph Cee
Engineer
Sean Phelan
Sean Phelan
Engineer
Matt Jacobson
Matt Jacobson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Aderbraun
Adam Aderbraun
Executive Producer
Samiel Asgehdom
Samiel Asgehdom
Executive Producer
Stephen Donelson
Stephen Donelson
Executive Producer
Steven “Steve-O” Carless
Executive Producer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Jake One
Jake One
Producer
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Producer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Garnett Flynn
Garnett Flynn
Engineer
P. Diddy
P. Diddy
Executive Producer
Tyler Page
Tyler Page
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Loaded bases, that's my motivation A nigga feelin' lucky, we should go to Vegas 2018 mode of transportation Got me feelin' over-anxious like a home invasion My dough inflated and I'm more creative Signed a couple big deals, but it's no paradin' See it's a couple niggas every generation I wasn't supposed to make it out, but decode the Matrix And when they get to speak, it's like a coded language Reminds niggas of they strength and all the stolen greatness We used to shoot at niggas at the Mobil station Full circle, mogul motivation My self-educated, suit, negotiations Got these sharks that I'm sittin' at this table with afraid to bait me No tint on my Mercedes, that's for inspiration Two kilos on my neck, like the fuckin' '80s Westside Slauson Ave, know my demonstration Born and raised, y'all affiliated, it's really greatness Ridin' 'round like I really made it Loaded bases, I'm gon' Wille Mays it, yah Listen to my ambition 'cause I'm on one (on one) Swingin' for the fences for the home run (for the home run) Even further beyond into the universe But I got to make it to first, first (first, first) It feels like every second's being stolen I risked it for every ticket we sold them You got the ball, I'ma take it home Bottom line, I'm gon' make it home Look, I was sittin' on my Lincoln, I start thinkin' Nigga ain't gon' make a hundred mil' off in these streets and More than likely, I'm gon' end up in somebody precinct Even worse, horse and carriage, front the church, laid off in a hearse I dealt with it I ain't just out here for my health with it I weighed the risk and the reward and seen the scale tippin' Let's all get on one accord and take the world, niggas Take the money, take the power and the girls with us Can't buy that bullshit that they sell niggas They breed drug-heads and jail niggas Look all these ways they derail niggas That's why respect me to the utmost when you see me's how I feel, nigga 'Cause I ain't fail niggas, I seen it comin', didn't I tell niggas? Different lane, same passion for them L niggas Switch lanes, all-black, two glass ceilings V-12 too fast, nigga, gone Listen to my ambition 'cause I'm on one (on one) Swingin' for the fences for the home run (home run) Even further beyond into the universe But I've got to make it to first, first (first, first) It feels like every second's being stolen I risked it for every ticket we sold them You got the ball, I'ma take it home Bottom line, I'm gon' make it home (I'm gon' make it home)
Writer(s): Larrance Dopson, Jacob Brian Dutton, Thomas Callaway, Ermias Joseph Asghedom Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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