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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morray
Morray
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morae Ruffin
Morae Ruffin
Songwriter
Andre Marko
Andre Marko
Songwriter
Petter Gogola
Petter Gogola
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andre Marko
Andre Marko
Producer
Petter Gogola
Petter Gogola
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah You was my dog, you was my blood, you was my brother You was my fam, you was my kin, all or nothing Member them niggas pulled up on you and started bluffing Bitch it was me who pulled out and started busting You ain't my dog, you ain't my blood, you ain't my brother You let them niggas talk about me you said nothing Can't talk about it, it's too late for a discussion Member it was me who pulled out and started busting You was my dog, was my jit We was attached at the hip But I learned my lesson It's all bout progression my nigga, it is what it is See I had the drop on you last night, my nigga you could've been hit But I can't put ya ass in the grave if I'm the one digging the ditch You was my nigga man, you was my homie man, I put my guard away Then I learned that friendships fade like Penny Hardaway Niggas stab you in the back for a slice of cake Then sneak back in the corner for a second plate Fuck I look like ebt Pussy won't eat free off of me Have you skinny like dc make you fly from all these Chico beans Bitch I'm shell without the cheese If I tag I bet you freeze 'Cause I got something on my lap that will bring you to yo knees You was my dog, you was my blood, you was my brother You was my fam, you was my kin, all or nothing Member them niggas pulled up on you and started bluffing Bitch it was me who pulled out and started busting You ain't my dog, you ain't my blood, you ain't my brother You let them niggas talk about me, you said nothing Can't talk about it, it's too late for a discussion Member it was me who pulled out and started busting Stare at me again, I'ma bust ya You been running ya mouth, nigga fuck you Don't reach out for no handshake pussy nigga I don't trust you If I wanted I'd send a monster truck through yo hood to crush you Stomp on your lane, stomp on your brain That's just my Westbrook shuffle You was my dog, it broke my heart to see you flip the cards How you leave to become a nigga flunky when you was in charge Now you cooling off on the bench with no chance to start Now you Chris Paul, you own ya squad, but you ain't got no stars And I'm King James, I'm living large, just watch me raise the bar Switching gears Fucking different broads All on my dick no pause Living my life like a boss Jewelry on frost Body on froze, you decided to cross Guess you seen opportunity you knocked on You was my dog, you was my blood, you was my brother You was my fam, you was my kin, all or nothing Member them niggas pulled up on you and started bluffing Bitch it was me who pulled out and started busting You ain't my dog, you ain't my blood, you ain't my brother You let them niggas talk about me, you said nothing Can't talk about it, it's too late for a discussion Member it was me who pulled out and started busting
Writer(s): Thomas Moore, Durk Banks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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