Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quando Rondo
Quando Rondo
Vocals
Juvy
Juvy
Programming
JBSauced Up
JBSauced Up
Programming
Juvy Jr.
Juvy Jr.
Programming
Reon
Reon
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gleb Nikiforov
Gleb Nikiforov
Songwriter
Jeremy Shermane Bradley
Jeremy Shermane Bradley
Songwriter
Tyquian Bowman
Tyquian Bowman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
CxbGoCrazy
CxbGoCrazy
Mixing Engineer
Juvy
Juvy
Producer
JBSauced Up
JBSauced Up
Producer
Juvy Jr.
Juvy Jr.
Producer
Reon
Reon
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, JB, you sauced up)
(Why you going up, ReoN?)
[Verse 1]
My uncle told me what don't kill you is gon' only make you stronger
Probably the realest shit I ever heard from my uncle
We hit the highway, three suburbans, bulletproof truck up out that drama
Audemars Piguet, my VV's wet, diamonds leave 'em blind, no Stevie Wonder
I told Joe Dirt I'm slanging iron before I let 'em put me under
Lately I been going through trials, I'm just so real, I don't never show 'em
They got Lil' Tim sitting in the county, I done had enough, damn, my heart broken
My true blue flag I always value 'til the end is rich and rollin'
[Chorus]
And I don't wanna love no more, no more, no more
And I don't wanna trust no more, no more, no more
And we put switches on the Glocks to make 'em switch up blocks
I could never switch up on my ****, we come from the bottom
Rock out, I got jiggas in my system, I might catch a body
Glocks out when I jump out my vehicle, they know just how I'm rocking
I'm way too real, them other **** flodging
[Verse 2]
Come on lil' ****, don't never let me hear you say that you can't
Crossing your loved one get you killed and loyalty'll take you long way
Two foreign socks while I record, I'm in the hills in LA
Like what the fuck these **** thought? Come run up on me, get sprayed
Bro took his jersey off so I guess that mean he done with the game
Same day we murdered y'all, just know that's 'bout my dawg in the grave
I don't give a fuck 'bout no fame, I'll never think it's okay
They know this shit be blood for blood, for what you say on your page
[Chorus]
And I don't wanna love no more, no more, no more
And I don't wanna trust no more, no more, no more
And we put switches on the Glocks to make 'em switch up blocks
I could never switch up on my ****, we come from the bottom
Rock out, I got jiggas in my system, I might catch a body
Glocks out when I jump out my vehicle, they know just how I'm rocking
I'm way too real, them other **** flodging
Written by: Gleb Nikiforov, Jeremy Shermane Bradley, Tyquian Bowman
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