Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
AZ Brazy
AZ Brazy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vinny Freeman
Vinny Freeman
Composer
James V Freeman
James V Freeman
Songwriter
Isaacs Azuriah Bronsyn
Isaacs Azuriah Bronsyn
Songwriter

Lyrics

If you ain't doin' nothin' real for me, get the fuck out my face
If you wonder why you ain't hear from me, I've been out of the way
And we ain't givin' no handouts, run up the Benz now
Yeah, we got a plan now, don't need no friends now
If you ain't doin' nothin' real for me, get the fuck out my face
If you wonder why you ain't hear from me, had to cut all the snakes
And I ain't givin' no handouts, we got it all planned out
Run up the Benz now, they wanna be friends now
Don't want any friends now, less money to spend now
It seems like the ones you started with nothin', they want you to end now
They must've forgot all the times they had nothin' and you were just layin' out
I wish I could bring back the ones I love most, but they all dead now
This keepin' it real shit, this shit that I deal with
Makes it so hard for me to find love, cause I cannot feel shit
The things that I want is still not enough, I just need to heal quick
I just need to heal quick, I just need to heal quick
Why you switchin' them sides, I be switchin' my ride
Keep this switch on my side, I be dead if I die
Keep that bitch, she a lie, yeah, my new bitch a dime
**** switchin' their lives, you ain't doin' nothin' real for me, get the fuck out my face
If you wonder why you ain't hear from me, I've been out of the way
And we ain't givin' no handouts, run up the Benz now, yeah
We got a plan now, don't need no friends now
You ain't doin' nothin' real for me, get the fuck out my face
If you wonder why you ain't hear from me, I done cut all the snakes
And I ain't givin' no handouts, we got it all planned out, yeah
Run up the Benz now, they wanna be friends now, yeah
Dudes actin' all buddy-buddy, I don't fuck with none of them
Hoes actin' all lovey-lovey, I'ma fuck every one of them
Big bad, bought my money-money, watch the funds keep comin' in
Fake friends actin' mad funny, I'ma fuck every one of them
I roll big blunts to big L's, I'm big dog, my shit sells, they pissed off
I did well, that's hater shit, I made it big, my own crib, my own whip
Since seventeen, that's bullshit, I'm focused now, I'm honed in
Y'all own this, I own it
Way I worry about your opponents, I'm workin' on the components
And I won't miss, I don't miss, no hoes shit, I'm OG, they cloners
My goals lit, I'm golden, I'm golden, no bullshit, let's go
You ain't doin' nothin' real for me, get the fuck out my face
If you wonder why you ain't hear from me, I been out of the way
And we ain't givin' no handouts, run up the Benz now, yeah
We got it planned out, don't need no friends now
You ain't doin' nothin' real for me, get the fuck out my face
If you wonder why you ain't hear from me, had to cut all the snakes
And I ain't givin' no handouts, we got it all planned out, yeah
Run up the Benz now, they wanna be friends now, yeah
If you ain't doin' nothin' real for me, get the fuck out my face
Written by: Bronsyn A. Isaacs, James V Freeman, Vinny Freeman
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