Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FattMack
FattMack
Performer
ThereGoMarcus
ThereGoMarcus
Performer
Lil Rez
Lil Rez
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tahj Vaughn
Tahj Vaughn
Composer
Mckenzie Haynes
Mckenzie Haynes
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tahj Money
Tahj Money
Producer
Trevor James at StudioHouse Recordings (Mobile, AL)
Trevor James at StudioHouse Recordings (Mobile, AL)
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah
These **** wanna see me fall
These **** wanna see me dead
Far out, one ahead
**** try 'em and fit on a ledge
Bitch you heard what the fuck I said
I'm too lit to be your man
I'm on the way everytime you call
You know I'm comin' if I can
Yeah a lot of this fuckin' pain and Percocet's made me a man
When we link up I'm gon' confiscate your phone if you unfair
Fuck a bitch down to the floor and then I go bitch, I don't stare
I really went and got rich as fuck that whole album made a mill'
Yeah, we really get shit gon', I'm not just rappin', I ain't playin'
**** I'm beautiful but I know when I broke and I ain't care a little
Soon as I get that money I spend it instantly
I been tryna show the devil he ain't shit to me
And I ain't fucked about no bitch that ain't did shit for me
**** fuck yo' blips, I'ma 30k, said yo' bitch for the 3
11th grade, means I was slatt turned, t-shirts, tennis gee
Ayy, the world alight ****, rich tonight, I still can't get no peace
I'm really tryin' ****, tired tonight, I still can't get no sleep
Every time I fear, don't force my hand, got shit to eat
Me and Mack gon' go, we gonna pop a pill apiece
So they pull up in a Benz, bring two friends at least
And they turn me up, I'm gon' ape, I'm gon' beast
Taught this heart ****, can break on it his knees
It ain't no good, 'cause I'm neglected and mistreated
But I stood smilin', been on their side every time you need
I'm gettin' this money, I can't stop now, I pay my P
You ain't game, you grabbin' the hood, **** you a believer, ay
Bitch ain't got no brain if she think I need her
Pull a one, making it rain, she making it rain too
Ay, she know I ain't playin' no games and I got this plan too
Ay, I really want you to change but I can't change you
Yeah, I been puttin' overtime, I can't lose
**** think he insane, here with his gang, I'm with my gang too
Bumpin' up with blinkies, swing his thing 'til I can bang the roof
We was that broken shit, ridin' in the hoop, they had us late for school
Fuck **** think he rich, he ain't no shit, been talkin' 'bout papers too
I might go buy a brand new whip, if you my bitch you never pay for shoes
Ay when I owe this shit, they gon' swear I'm savage and I'm American
Now watch me pull over in a new coupe like all American
Baby, you can't be my boo, these hoes embarassing
And they be on me like ol' Lou gon', ain't got no gist
In the club, gon' throw this money like it's confetti
She wore it outside of me and all I ever said, is she ready
Her **** keep botherin', so she turned off her telly
I'm all over this Glock, gon' make a scene all on her Nelly
He tell my slime, he all know we slide shit like we Melly
Bro doin' time, no down just dangers, dose what you sellin'
Coupe on peanut butter seats, my cup on jelly
We use V-life for the plan, my bro a felon
I hope I don't feel 'em, bust his switch, tryna hit his melly
Manny hoe a freak, so late at me, she think she mad
Something tell me you for me girl, something just tell me, ayy
I roll the dice, I'm gon' lose the opp, I throw a seven
Hoes real fine, said she made a block
Please run out and boot it out, RB10s
In the cut and hear me, the man turnin' late
We're bait and we runnin' them in
Here too late, the same mistakes
It's small he sure can't make no man
And the fuck **** say that he smoke that shit
In an OG way and he hit with that G
I been runnin' around too fast
I know a few **** who out in the field
Who rented a bitch inside a coupe
All the others gon' show us in the head for
Out city, they know we get at 'em
They over the hardship
Play it cool 'cause the meaning and none of that matter
All the Bloods run out, like chatter
Written by: Hunter Sallis, Mckenzie Haynes, Tahj Vaughn
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