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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Homie Quan
Rich Homie Quan
Rap
Cassius Jay
Cassius Jay
Programming
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dequantes Lamar
Dequantes Lamar
Songwriter
Josh Cross
Josh Cross
Songwriter
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cassius Jay
Cassius Jay
Producer
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Producer
Firas Quick
Firas Quick
Mixing Engineer
Clarence Mcphatter Jr.
Clarence Mcphatter Jr.
Assistant Recording Engineer
Taylen Jackson
Taylen Jackson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rich Stratton
Rich Stratton
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Zaytoven Hit Boy Cass Came along way from sharing rooms with my brother yeah We was on our own cause my momma worked a double yeah Couldn't afford designer It was Hilfiger Tommy yeah I was ten saw my cousin cooking dope he said don't come in here Every since then I been influenced to get that money yeah Eight years old I knew ben frank was a hundred yeah Count the cash, get the bag, trackstar run it up Give em my scraps about yo check Because that shit not long enough I woulda gave that bitch a whole meal because I wanted her Hollywood bitch she got two kids and her tummy tucked You put on that shit you not weak girl you strong enough You were my best friend when I was broke and I was lonely girl I was your best friend when you were down and you were vulnerable Back when we was swipin' EBT down by the corner store I was in the game I wasn't never watchin' from the crowd In eleventh grade yeah I have my locker smellin' loud Somewhere in twelfth grade round the time I made my first child You see a lot of pain When you shake my hand look at my eyes I told my brother no more sharing rooms We gon get a bigger house Never forget where I came that what this about Came along way from sharing rooms with my brother yeah We was on our own cause my momma worked a double yeah Couldn't afford designer It was Hilfiger Tommy yeah I was ten saw my cousin cooking dope he said don't come in here Every since then I been influenced to get that money yeah Eight years old I knew ben frank was a hundred yeah Count the cash, get the bag, trackstar run it up Give em my scraps about yo check Because that shit not long enough Money not a option if we want it we gon buy it dawg Bought that 442 from shawty I damn near blow the tires off Keep my concentration on that money don't take my eyes off We in this together we can't lose cause then it'd be our fault I'm gon make it up to you I promise that my bad bruh Love me genuine just like he trust me wit yo last dawg He must be from enough he think he slick he tryna fast talk Four hundred thousand in the Louie duffel that that bag talk They say that money on your brain turn to bad thoughts I'ma keep some money in the bank and in my dad's vault I saw my cousin in the kitchen he was fishin' a quarter Don't put these hoes before fam blood thicker than water Came along way from sharing rooms with my brother yeah We was on our own cause my momma worked a double yeah Couldn't afford designer It was Hilfiger Tommy yeah I was ten saw my cousin cooking dope he said don't come in here Every since then I been influenced to get that money yeah Eight years old I knew ben frank was a hundred yeah Count the cash, get the bag, trackstar run it up Give em my scraps about yo check Because that shit not long enough
Writer(s): Dequantes Lamar, Xavier Dotson, Joshua Cross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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