Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jorge J Lugo Perez
Songwriter
Rickie Nehemiah Mondesir
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Verse 1: J J L)
Lemme peep ya two cents (wait!)
Never mind no
I could tell you 4 quarters worth of game to vibe so
Lemme break it down like a RAW plate right in front of me
Life ain’t going how I thought it was supposed to be
It could take a toll on me
But I pay the full price
Y’all live matinee
Rental what you go drive
Tnt squad I been Shaq, Trev my Kenny Jet
Only type of shooter that I got we gon’ cut the net
Life is not a college bracket
But I’m still trynna final four
I remember when we thought of how to fund a tour
Now we international
In a way that’s tangible
Know we want the capital and I been so irrational
But trust the process been the motto now
I’ll flip the dodge to a foreign with the top going down
The boy J been brown with an all black fit
But brighter colors what I’m trynna get
What I’m trynna get
(Verse 2: Rickie)
You wanna know where I’m from?
I’m from a place where it’s light and there’s always sun
If you ain’t making six figures then you a bum
Where the men want they girls acting like a nun
But then they turn around screwing say they having fun
All we hear is about how they making hella millions
How they done made it from the bottom talking rags to riches
I saw your pops in a Benz and ya moms was with him
This is the stories that we hear but they ain’t from the trenches
Now I ain’t saying in my life that I had the worst
But I'm not saying it was easy had to put the work
When we was hungry there was nothing in my mommas purse
But Now I see this as a blessing thought it was a curse
Yo
And now I’ll keep buck
Imma be your favorite rapper ima learn from the ups
The downs is what was showing even though they were tough
Where you think I got the callus ain’t no way this was luck
Written by: Jorge J Lugo Perez, Rickie Nehemiah Mondesir

