Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Siete7x
Vocals
Wallie the Sensei
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Craig Stickland
Songwriter
Siete7x
Songwriter
James Robertson
Composer
Wallie the Sensei
Songwriter
Craig Johnson
Songwriter
Craig Johnson Jr
Songwriter
Traquan Tyson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Larry Jayy
Producer
James Royo
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Where we come from, this ain't no make-believe
A lot of **** gone that we wish we could see, uh
Why these **** hatin'? Why they envyin' me?
'Cause we gettin' all this money **** never could see, uh
All my life I've been
Thuggin', sluggin', just missin' my friends, uh
All my life I've been
Spendin', winnin', gettin' my ends, uh
[Verse 1]
Tell me why these **** love to hate
Gettin' too much money, we gon' throw it in they face
'Member mama savin' money, had the paper plates
Everybody got a struggle, just don't be the blame
But I can't say I'm not blessed, mama did her best
Raisin' young men who don't play about respect
Got a little older, and a sack did the rest
Every time that came through, I went back, made a mess
Miss all my day one ****
I put a hunnid on they head every time I done tear it
You can reach me from the trenches, it don't matter, we gon' kill some
Late night trips in the bushes, tryna drill some'
I know that you been through the most
Let a **** know this ain't for you, just let me know
Real street ****, I just gotta let you know
[Chorus]
Where we come from, this ain't no make-believe
A lot of **** gone that we wish we could see, uh
Why these **** hatin'? Why they envyin' me?
'Cause we gettin' all this money **** never could see, uh
All my life I've been
Thuggin', sluggin', just missin' my friends, uh
All my life I've been
Spendin', winnin', gettin' my ends, uh
[Verse 2]
Sippin' on that .42, no dubs
I'm chasin' money, I don't need your love
You see me poppin' out, try me, get popped down
I got money fallin' out, I'm off the lot now (skrrt)
All I see is fifties and hundreds
You ain't got no money in your pockets, you's a dummy
Came in this world with nothin', but we leavin' with it all
And I ain't have no faith in me, so I be screamin', "Fuck 'em all" (Whoa)
I heard your mixtape, it belong in the trash can
You know we steppin' through these streets like a frat man
Black man, pull up in that scat like I'm Batman (Whoa)
Play with your bitch and don't play with me, uh
She said she rollin' off a pill, I told her, "Skate to me"
They know I'm fresh up out the deal and I look great, you see, now
[Chorus]
Where we come from, this ain't no make-believe
A lot of **** gone that we wish we could see, uh
Why these **** hatin'? Why they envyin' me?
'Cause we gettin' all this money **** never could see, uh
All my life I've been
Thuggin', sluggin', just missin' my friends, uh
All my life I've been
Spendin', winnin', gettin' my ends, uh
Written by: Craig Johnson, Craig Johnson Jr, Craig Stickland, James Robertson, Siete7x, Traquan Tyson, Wallie the Sensei
