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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
42 Dugg
42 Dugg
Vocals
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Rai'Shaun Williams
Rai'Shaun Williams
Songwriter
Dion Hayes
Dion Hayes
Songwriter
Noah Pettigrew
Noah Pettigrew
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Section 8
Section 8
Producer
Leo Goff
Leo Goff
Mixing Engineer
Yo Gotti
Yo Gotti
Executive Producer
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Executive Producer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Recording Engineer
Noah Pettigrew
Noah Pettigrew
Producer

Lyrics

And you was supposed to hold me down I wish I could see your smile All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin' And I still remember all the advice you ever gave me How the fuck you goin' down when I was 18? Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of shit I'm on my own, I'm on my own but I'll never quit I'm doin' good, double up and brin' it to the hood, this shit for us Tell me how the fuck is it for us if I'm alone? Still remember cryin' on the phone, me and Rece I forever got your kid, my nigga, 'til we even I swear I wanna quit, but bro, I gotta keep goin' They ain't got my back out here, I swear it's somethin' I know Probably be happier to hear I'm goin' broke I know for a fact, a couple million on a home My head down, but shit been lookin' up for a minute You always with your nigga, but you in love with me Them cars paid and your house, boo you can chill now, yeah A hundred thousand ain't shit, I got them M's now, yeah I never committed fraud Five hundred cash, blow it all to see my dawg Finally, in my bag, niggas prayin' on me to fall If it weren't for this rap shit, I'd still be sellin' raw I know you notice progression We fell out 'cause you was messy Them killers know I been steppin' since a young nigga Still that one nigga Granny's still cryin' And my momma still- And you was supposed to hold me down I wish I could see your smile All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin' And I still remember all the advice you ever gave me How the fuck you goin' down when I was 18? Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of shit I'm on my own, I'm on my own but I'll never quit I'm doin' good, double up and brin' it to the hood, this shit for us Tell me how the fuck is it for us if I'm alone? I've been judged twive Losin' 4-5 niggas in one summer, that ain't nothin' nice (that ain't nothin' nice) Blamed for bodies, funeral home packed, but I only hugged twice (yeah) Smellin' blood comin' from his body, that ain't nothin' nice (that ain't nothin' nice) Heard you move with killers that you love turned to a fuckin' mice (let's get it) Love me like I love you, bro (love me like I love you) Love me like you love these hoes (love me like you loves these hoes) Love don't last and it even show They show they hand, they trade for sure I helped when you was at your lowest It seem like you ain't wanna grow (you ain't wanna grow) We in tune with the world, you still ain't seem to make a show (yea-yeah) I send mail to the jail, they sent it back Said, "Gang signs was scratched out", they gave us hell And ain't wanna take two years, I can imagine you with an L (L) How you feel? Give me chills See I'm rappin, but I'm for real, yeah-yeah We gon' get back, so if you see us, you better get back Click, click-clack, his shit splat Street nigga forever, I'm with whatever, come with that Niggas dyin' if they with that, let's get it Granny's still cryin' And my momma still- And you was supposed to hold me down I wish I could see your smile All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin' And I still remember all the advice you ever gave me How the fuck you goin' down when I was 18? Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of shit I'm on my own, I'm on my own but I'll never quit I'm doin' good, double up and brin' it to the hood, this shit for us Tell me how the fuck is it for us if I'm alone?
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Noah Thomas Pettigrew, Rai-shaun Williams, Dion Hayes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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