Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Journey Gz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Journey Ajenku
Composer
Daniel Jacobs
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Damma Beatz
Producer
Jeff Ramsey
Recording Engineer
Luis “Bordeaux” Compazano
Mixing Engineer
Brendan Walsh
Mixing Engineer
Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
'Member long, cold nights, we was posted in the trap
Daddy wasn't there, he always say he comin' back
So I ain't never went to school 'cause I was chillin' with the slats
Smoked my first op pack, started getting used to that
Now it's every chance I get, I try to take a 'em off the map
Shit, but that was in the past, now I got a bag
And these police on my ass, tryna take me out, my time now
I'm touchin' shit I never had, that's why I gotta keep a nine now
[Verse 2]
She let me get up in her spine now
Fuckin' this bitch, she doin' dick, her **** tryna get me line, now
I know you probably hate to find out
The girl of your dreams with Journey Gz
Doin' the splits, she probably fine now
I had to wait, but it's my time now
Now all those bitches who was frontin' let me hit it from behind
She like the way I rhyme and she feelin' on my vibe
Fendi monster on my hoodie got me lookin' all divine
[Verse 3]
**** left me in the dark, but come around when I'ma shine
Who is you? Who am I? ****, you is not the guys
Forty split between your eyes if you want from where I reside
Coulda put me in position, **** left me out to die
[Verse 4]
'Member long, cold nights, we was posted in the trap
Daddy wasn't there, he always say he comin' back
Well, I ain't never went to school 'cause I was chillin' with the slats
Smoked my first op pack, started getting used to that
Now it's every chance I get, I try to take a 'em off the map
Shit, but that was in the past, now I got a bag
And these police on my ass, tryna take me out, my time now
I'm touchin' shit I never had, that's why I gotta keep a nine now
[Verse 5]
My lil' bro just caught a body, told him lay low
Young **** goin' boom when I say so
Just caught a stain, gotta lay low
'Member I was broke ridin' on the metro
Neck slow and her tum's like Pepto
If I need a TEC though, I'ma cold bro, retro
Fuck hoes, we don't love those
Just like to hit it form the back
And then I kick her out the front door
[Verse 6]
She got me pullin' on a frontal, I'm snatchin' bandos
She rollin' paper in the photo, she from the jungle
Bitch, I came in with a buzz and we need a bundle
Tryna run, you catch a bullet straight off the huddle
[Verse 7]
Ay, never switch up on the gang for a piece of change
I get paid, get the change and get out the way
You a stain, you a lame, bro, get out the way
'Member long, cold nights, we was posted in the trap
[Verse 8]
Remember long cold nights we was posted in the trap
Daddy wasn't there, he always say he comin' back
Well, I ain't never went to school 'cause I was chillin' with the slats
Smoked my first op pack, started getting used to that
Now it's every chance, I get I try to take a 'em off the map
Shit, but that was in the past, now I got a bag
And these police on my ass, tryna take me out, my time now
I'm touchin' shit I never had, that's why I gotta keep a nine now
Written by: Daniel Jacobs, Journey Ajenku
