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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Polo G
Polo G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter
Jahmere Tylon
Jahmere Tylon
Songwriter
Anthony Catchings-Currie
Anthony Catchings-Currie
Songwriter
Peter Doe
Peter Doe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Polo G
Polo G
Executive Producer
DJ Ayo
DJ Ayo
Producer
[NNTYSiX]
[NNTYSiX]
Producer
Eric Lagg
Eric Lagg
Mastering Engineer
Steven “Steve-O” Carless
Executive Producer
Stacia Mac
Stacia Mac
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Yo, Ayo They been killin' legends, I refuse to put my pole up Foenem trigger happy, bet them bullets fuck his soul up With this shit since birth 'cause this the lifestyle that chose us The streets don't love you back But that's some shit they never told us In my neighborhood, we reckless, bitch, the police can't control us We too hardbody, get in that jam and we won't fold up New i8 got wings, I hop out fresh and let them doors up They know who I am, just off my name, I bet them hoes fuck Never know what's next up in this shit, just gotta play it out Mama told me watch them niggas, they'll take you out Why everybody on my dick? What's all the hate about? Allergic to the fake, they get too close, I might start breaking out Goofy talking 'bout fuck one of my guys, but he can't say it now He was dropping T's, is you stupid? Left him stanking now Like a date at Ruth's Chris, we lurking, we been staking out We gon' take him on a field trip to come see what this danger 'bout Was tryna do them drive-bys, but now we on the paper route They flexed on me with rolls Shit don't compare to what I'm makin' now Never had shit, every chance I get, pull them blue faces out Runnin' up them commas, bitch, I'm best friends with my bank account She played me back in high school, wanna fuck because I'm famous now She ate a Plan B, pussy too good for me to take it out At first they ain't believe They see the pictures that I'm paintin' now I was the underdog, I got 'em claiming I'm they favorite now They been killin' legends, I refuse to put my pole up Foenem trigger happy, bet them bullets fuck his soul up With this shit since birth 'cause this the lifestyle that chose us The streets don't love you back But that's some shit they never told us In my neighborhood, we reckless, bitch, the police can't control us We too hardbody, get in that jam and we won't fold up New i8 got wings, I hop out fresh and let them doors up They know who I am, just off my name, I bet them hoes fuck Every time I drop, apply that pressure, I ain't lettin' up I heard Durv say nothin' spazzin', I'm like, "Bet it up" That boy think he on my ass, he just catchin' up If we see them lights, we do the dash, bitch, you ain't catchin' us We enforcin' shit, know how we rockin', who gon' question us? Let her meet the gang, this my lil' bro, is you gon' let him fuck? Posted on the strip, a hundred shots, we got them weapons tucked If he get out of line, like pool parties, we gon' wet him up Big .30 on me, splash brothers like I play with Klay Deep up in that water, it's piranhas, hollows ate his face They tried to tell me I couldn't do it, but I made a way Now I got a few M's in the vault just for a rainy day They been killin' legends, I refuse to put my pole up Foenem trigger happy, bet them bullets fuck his soul up With this shit since birth 'cause this the lifestyle that chose us The streets don't love you back But that's some shit they never told us In my neighborhood, we reckless, bitch, the police can't control us We too hardbody, get in that jam and we won't fold up New i8 got wings, I hop out fresh and let them doors up They know who I am, just off my name, I bet them hoes fuck
Writer(s): Jahmere Tylon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Anthony Catchings-currie, Peter Roe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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