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2040
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
Forever Rollin
Forever Rollin
Programming
Flex On The Beat
Flex On The Beat
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Aaron Butler
Aaron Butler
Songwriter
Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr
Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr
Songwriter
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Forever Rollin
Forever Rollin
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Nick Rice
Nick Rice
Mixing Engineer
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Matthew "Mattazik Muzik" Robinson
Recording Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Justin Gibson
Justin Gibson
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Flex On The Beat
Flex On The Beat
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah They don't want no beef, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm like, yeah, I'ma fuck with 'em, though FOREVEROLLING Flexin' on that- I'm doin' donuts in my neighborhood, it made me feel good I swore I would never do that shit again, but still do it I feel better with no IG but I'm too big of an influence And live your life, don't try to make someone else have that shit, might ruin it Yeah, I make money off all type of shit, I got stocks for me and my children Had to put the wide body on the Lamb' truck, it look sexy, call it "Mrs. Urus" Fucked up playin' around, now I'm serious I got 200 bands in each ear I was damn near the man before I started rappin' These other niggas just cappin' I can take the top off while the car goin' Call it, "Gettin' nasty in traffic" I done reached another bracket, eight figure taxes I can't touch a bitch if she average Any location, play, we gettin' at 'em All this shit come and go, it don't matter These boys sub to 'em, you ain't add 'em We don't even social beef, we get active Everybody killin' now 'til somethin' happen I feel uncomfortable without a ratchet I might shoot my shot at what you call it I'm forever ballin', I might eat her pussy good and never call her I been runnin' from her, I heard you a stalker But we is not the same, lil' nigga I been dragged through the mud, had a girl fuck the plug I put numbers on the board, this is not for no awards I get money, that's enough If I get him, that's a plus Handle business is a must Get hurt feelings when you trust Came from prison, didn't have nothin' Ran it up a couple months Bustdown Patek came from Thug Boy, you know, that's real love I ain't never changin' up, yeah If I like you, you lucky I'ma change your whole life like it's nothing Girl, I know not to stall when you come in I be busy, I'm not in my comments I be playin' with that fire like I'm John Wick Don't be walkin' up on me I'll be ballin' 'til 2040, I promise, I'm not for the moment I be killin' that shit when I get there and wake up And kill it again in the morning I be chillin', but trust me, I handle the business When it's to get it, I zone in I'm the same way if I'm with 50 niggas who be killin' or I'm by my lonely I be laughin' a lot but I'm gettin' confused In the blink of the eye, I click Ain't ever gon' switch Switch for what? I give you everything you want Bitch, for what? (Let's get it) I call bitch right out the blue when I'm off this Perc' like, "Get this nut" (bitch, get this nut) If you play with my name, I'm gettin' you touched 200 a show, not feelin' enough (feelin' enough) I like switches, they take 50s, a nigga like me hate fillin' 'em up (ch-chic, boom) I don't talk much, nigga like me gon' get that cash I'm gettin' you touched (gettin' you touched) Molly, Percocet, mask on, no, it's off, don't give no fuck I pay rent to lawyers, got the Lamb' truck cash I can't rent no Goyard Growers call growers for that weed, just to fill this order (gang) I know bitches act like they know Baby, so they feel important (let's get it) I know niggas pay niggas for safety, so they get extorted (pussy) I got shooters, take off half the city, I just get them Jordans (boom, boom, boom) Rather send off all these goofies 'round me, just not none of my shorties My foot on the gas (skrrt), I'm on they ass turnt My homie just died off a bad Perc' I'm lucky, you lucky, just ask Smurk Put an opp inside a wood first You suck it good, you get a good purse 20 million, I was in the trenches, I just stand on business I'm the voice, can't give out a bad verse If I like you, you lucky I'ma change your whole life like it's nothing Girl, I know not to stall when you come in I be busy, I'm not in my comments I be playin' with that fire like I'm John Wick Don't be walkin' up on me I'll be ballin' 'til 2040, I promise, I'm not for the moment I be killin' that shit when I get there and wake up And kill it again in the morning I be chillin', but trust me, I handle the business When it's to get it, I zone in I'm the same way if I'm with 50 niggas who be killin' or I'm by my lonely I be laughin' a lot but I'm gettin' confused In the blink of the eye, I click Ain't ever gon' switch
Writer(s): Durk D. Banks, Dominique Jones, Jeffrey Lynn Jr Jones, Aaron Butler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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