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PERFORMING ARTISTS
NoCap
NoCap
Vocals
SephGotTheWaves
SephGotTheWaves
Programming
Vicasso
Vicasso
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Boyden
Joseph Boyden
Composer
Kobe Crawford
Kobe Crawford
Songwriter
Victor Todd Jr
Victor Todd Jr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SephGotTheWaves
SephGotTheWaves
Producer
Vicasso
Vicasso
Producer

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(Vicasso on another one) Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy Last night I counted ten with the lights out That shit was dirty, I still ain't think 'bout grabbin' the Lysol You not in my league, if I was Mike, I still wouldn't bite y'all They didn't care when I was broke, declined every phone call I'm tryna clear off my windshields I see the hate, so I just turn on my defrost I think 'bout death, but I'm still here My whole crew, they got hair, but I'm still screamin', "We ball" They gon' think I'm with the Migos, watch me take off Plus sip been catchin' up with me, I quit playin' ball My plug fronted me 50 like Zach, I ranned off Ain't got no job, but if you play, my youngins layin' off We see the envy through windows Sometimes we hate to go outside, yeah My niggas ain't nothin' like a cheerleader, yeah But they can tell you they caught bodies, yeah Balenciagas cost a grand just to step So you gotta take the elevator, yeah And when we move, we got assault rifles, yeah And they gon' shoot if we get aggravated Didn't wanna wake up, we had dreams about gettin' rich Them young boys pull up on your boulevard so quick I wish the neighbors couldn't smell 'cause they so nosy in the hood NoCap forever keep his metal, he ain't goin' Hollywood Keep my Glock-9, but I don't wanna be like Kodak Lil' Joe can probably ride on snow, he keep a ski mask Two grand for features, Val and Ali, y'all couldn't beat that How I got water like a ocean, they ain't see that That day she cheated on me, I read Janae messages But I ain't wanna be like Lucci, yeah In my hood, we just buy more clips Like we can't make it out this movie Young boys had dreams about bein' rich Pull up to your boulevard so quick, oh-yeah Young boys had dreams about bein' rich To the boulevard so quick, yeah (Know what I'm sayin', young nigga came from nothin', and we ain't see this) Last night I counted ten with the lights out That shit was dirty, I still ain't think 'bout grabbin' the Lysol You not in my league, if I was Mike, I still wouldn't bite y'all They didn't care when I was broke, declined every phone call I'm tryna clear off my windshields I see the hate so I just turn on my defrost I think 'bout death but I'm still here My whole crew, they got hair but I'm still screamin', "We ball" I know some niggas rather make the news than BET They don't wanna see a diet, all them niggas know is beef Walk with guns on they side, no sidewalk, they know the streets I was tryna stay strong, when Slim died, I cried for weeks He couldn't swim, he just dived in the water The lifeguard couldn't save him, yeah He couldn't swim he just dived in the water It's like God couldn't save him, yeah Took them folks to trial 'cause I'ma buy my whole gang jewelry My mama handed me my gun, so I know she worried Dead faces on me, but I don't wear no Ed Hardy Only time that lil' ho see a ring if she meet Jeff Hardy I run with Crips, they probably won't even walk the red carpet All my niggas gone, they poppin' Percs like they a pack of Smarties .40 bullets come from Walmart, but still'll hit our target My jewelers right next door to me, I hear them throwin' a party Snow bunny let me fuck, she was energized They only care what I rap 'bout, they don't feel my inner vibes These shoes ain't got no laces, how the hell that nigga get mob ties? Lil' Joe behind the gate, I wanna cut the barbwires Tryna ban me from my hood, the hell is a drum without the sticks? Dion done robbed the whole planet just to go and get a 'fit Caught ten on the Jacksons, I tried to tell 'em this is it If he shoot at me and miss, I get him killed for that brick The way that man gon' creep, they think he a sex offender Dirty cup for the hoes who left, I put X's in 'em All my shoes came with snake, when I walk I leave venom Pull out that pussy like driveway, never leave in 'em I see the hate is on they face, reminded me of dimples Assassinate him for his watch, it was presidential Narc said, "Who sold you this codeine?" I said, "I don't remember" Them long nights, stood on that block, we was tryna help the center (help the center)
Writer(s): Kobe Crawford, Joseph Boyden, Victor Todd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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