Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kosa
Kosa
Performer
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Thomas
Kevin Thomas
Composer
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Composer
Mathias Daniel Liyew
Mathias Daniel Liyew
Composer
Mimes Kvrgic
Mimes Kvrgic
Composer
Oswaldo Rangel
Oswaldo Rangel
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ambreza
Ambreza
Producer
M6
M6
Producer
Marlon Thomas
Marlon Thomas
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

They used to sleep on me, thought a young nigga was average Still a slumdog, now I'm fuckin' bitches in a palace We couldn't eat, dawg, but we still smile through the sadness Lewis bust down, still conserve, lookin' like a latch Turn my Levis into some off white Fuck a peace sign, you gon' get hit one time I get that fish scale, turn it to hard white Live by the streetlight, that's where we gon' die I got it turned up in my off white I doubt these lil' niggas gon' get them some money I took the lil' Prada bag back from my bitch And I gave her some lean with some hunnids I gotta cut niggas off, that's too bad for me Gotta be honest And that trap with that off-white powder That's Johnson & Johnson Gang life, we ain't duckin' no peace sign Gang, gang, we ain't ducking no street life We wasn't duckin' no niggas as young as us The only thing ducked was the streetlight I was tryna hustle to eat right Talk to them, you snake, you won't be right No one far out gotta decide That's just the life of street time You gotta decide Before you take all of these drugs You gotta eat right Some niggas I know don't support me They callin' the dick ride I don't get mad, I get high Don't know 'bout you, I'ma get mine Got my money, then I- Turn my Levis into some off white Fuck a peace sign, you gon' get hit one time I get that fish scale, turn it to hard white Live by the streetlight, that's where we gon' die Niggas, they mad at me Been runnin' it up like a tri-athlete Chasin' the bag of seed Trappin' no limit, dawg, I'm Master P Don't you embarrass me It's not the streets but we all have to eat (have to) Niggas ain't clap for me Now they want clout, so they come after me Niggas gon' clap for me We started mobbin', we causin' casualties That's how it had to be Don't wanna hear it, no more apologies Imported from overseas Straight to the bag, buy more property There ain't no stoppin' me I got a choppa, it ain't gon' talk for me Turn my Levis into some off white (off white) Fuck a peace sign, you gon' get hit one time I get that fish scale, turn it to hard white Live by the streetlight That's where we gon' die (it's where we gon' die, nigga)
Writer(s): Durk D Banks, Kevin Richard Thomas, Mathias Daniel Liyew, Mirnes Kvrgic Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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