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PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
EST Gee
Rap
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devante Wilkes
Devante Wilkes
Songwriter
John Carlos Ramirez
John Carlos Ramirez
Songwriter
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
George Stone III
George Stone III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Goose
Goose
Producer
Johngotitt
Johngotitt
Recording Engineer
Mattazik Muzik
Mattazik Muzik
Producer
DJ Ryno
DJ Ryno
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
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Lyrics

Love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face Yeah, yeah, yeah And I get it, I'm the one different (yeah) They ain't on what I be on (they ain't on what I be on) They ain't spent a night in front no nigga home (skrrt) They ain't know what beef look like unless they put it in a song (unless they put it in a-) I'ma start the war before ever admittin' that I'm wrong (man, I ain't never wrong) That's my pride again, and these tens have me dyin' to spin (have me dyin' to kill) And you be playin' until your mans end up dyin' again (end up dyin' again) A real stepper, when it's pressure, stand on all the biz (stand on all the business) Play, he ain't even know I was a snake 'til I smile and he see it See, I'm slimy, but look how many mouths I fed (too many mouths I fed) Niggas be fightin' with they demons, I put mines to bed (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Found out she fuckin', it crushed me 'cause the time I spent ('cause the time I spent) Should've told me they was fuckin' 'fore the child was here (before my child was here) Know they told you 'bout the island, there's piranhas there (there's piranhas there) Got my gun, ain't catchin' no ones, he gettin' loud, he scared No way you can survive in the wild, I been out here a while I lost soldiers and lieutenants to get out of this now I ain't kneel or bow, I ain't pretend, I vow, managed to win somehow And I seen blood from a war, how to wash off your hands and you think (Blood from war, how to wash off your hands) I seen love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face (Love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face) And I been tryna stay away Adderall, promethazine, I'm tryna stay awake Told me they was gon' fall through, I waited 'round, they flaked on me 'Posed to be my dog, but you tell broads that you gon' take from me Damn, homie, I just hope your mom can take that pressure when we blam on you Ain't no coppin' deuces, I'm just playin', you gotta stand on it Really, I'm too booked up on that bullshit, put my mans on it Make sure it go through, stick to the plan, homie Caught me by myself, you niggas ran from me We gon' tear this motherfucker up, they put a hand on me Got his baby mama in the tuck, she right here layin' on me I just gave her 20-thousand bucks, say, "This for gas money" I been puttin' every dollar up like it's my last money I can't go broke, everybody ask for somethin', I can't say, "No" You done crossed the line too far, I can't let it go And it really fucked my head up, but I can't let it show 'Cause everybody knows me (wow) I'm sendin' an invoice out to anyone who owes me (wow) I ain't really trippin' off your bitch, dog, she chose me I'm for my team, it ain't no game, you can't control me No way you can survive in the wild, I been out here a while I lost soldiers and lieutenants to get out of this now I ain't kneel or bow, I ain't pretend, I vow, managed to win somehow And I seen blood from a war, how to wash off your hands and you think (Blood from war, how to wash off your hands) I seen love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face (Love that you thought that it was end up lyin' to your face) And I been tryna stay away Adderall, promethazine, I'm tryna stay awake
Writer(s): Dominique Armani Jones, Devante Wilkes, George A. Stone Iii, John Carlos Ramirez, Matthew Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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