Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
O'Shea Jackson
Actor
Michael Epps
Actor
Justin Pierce
Actor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miquo Joel Willie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Petty
Producer
Stix
Producer
Beats by Jt
Co-Producer
S.Class
Producer
Izzy ILL
Engineer
Barron Studios
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Y'all got fish to fry
I got whales to bake
I got scales to weigh
I'm evening my fengshui
I don't think you really wanna see what's on my entree
Everybody hurtin
That's the reason for da gunplay
Back and forth back of the caddy
Poppin da trunk
Everytime I walk by it smell like skunk
Back and forth back of the caddy
Poppin da trunk
Everytime I walk by
I walk by
Retaliation
Rattle snake'n
Rat'll tattle
Tell me nothin
Bout what Satan been doin as of lately
I been hangin
With the lord
Sayin prayers
Cus this life is what you make it
So I'm righteous
I ain't perfect
Woady I'm just gods creation
Of a **** wit brush in his hand
A can of paint
A canopy above my head
I'm kinda cool on all the shade
Ayeee
Never underestimate the upper hand
Underhand
**** this is hardball
I'm Miles ahead
Phones goin off
Love it when she call me papa
Everything been full circle
Like a choppa
I'm propellin to a level up
Mario Nintendo 64
Uncle grind in front my granny house
She act like she ain't know
A lot of shit that I can't tell you bout
Because I shouldn't know
Lemme go
Lemme grow old
Lemme cleanse my soul
Lemme flow
Lemme po soul
Lemme reach my goals
HEAVEE shine on a dull bitch
Flossin on a ho
Never mind
Y'all got fish to fry
I got whales to bake
I got scales to weigh
I'm evening my fengshui
I don't think you really wanna see what's on my entree
Everybody hurtin
That's the reason for da gunplay
Back and forth back of the caddy
Poppin da trunk
Everytime I walk by it smell like skunk
Back and forth back of the caddy
Poppin da trunk
Everytime I walk by
I walk by
Listen up this another story bout a **** from the East side of the city
That raised inside the village
Imma share my trauma
This the origin of villain
Let's compare with hope of healin
Wonder how far this gon get us
BITCH
Shootin stealin servin ****
Wasn't Kyrie Irvin ****
Heard he caught a murder victim slippin in a burglary
Pistol whippin **** in the village
Was absurd to me
Syrup sippin sure to lean
My way from everything I seen
Deal amphetamine
Zombies tweakin
Ketamine
My family tree had oakaddtion jumpin like a trampoline
Aunty usin
Mama got abused
But she knew what to do
Left that **** leakin like lil Wayne after the Carter 2
Blood on my Chicago 2s
Fadiin **** after school on Lobit Street
Put that on my brother ain't no ho me
We was in them gloves but couldn't afford a pair of Gary Ps
Swappin sneaks and mobbin inside Marshall's
We responsible for censors on them polo Ts
And Nike socks
Improbable
The po will ever catch us
We been hurdling them obstacales
Jumpin fences
Dummy missions
Grateful just to make it home from
Beatin down yo block the yungstars knockin down yo mama door
Y'all got fish to fry
I got whales to bake
I got scales to weigh
I'm evening my fengshui
I don't think you really wanna see what's on my entree
Everybody hurtin
That's the reason for da gunplay
Back and forth back of the caddy
Poppin da trunk
Everytime I walk by it smell like skunk
Back and forth back of the caddy
Poppin da trunk
Everytime I walk by
I walk by
I'm gettin moneyyy
I'm gettin moneyyy
I'm gettin moneyyy
I'm gettin moneyyy
Written by: Miquo Joel Willie