Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil $tunna
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Calico
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lvcien
Producer
Lyrics
Feel like the game kind of owe me for all of the work I put in
I can't rehearse it, this shit ain't made for t.v this shit really the life that I live
I buy you purses, you can't complain 'cause we shop a lot look at the guap that I spend
Your heart in the way
I told her just pick a place somewhere that we can chill and be friends
Who really love me I can count on one hand
Still would fuck me if I didn't have a dollar
Popping my shit, popping my collar
Nine on me baby Andre Iguodala
I know sometimes you don't wanna be bothered
You grew up like me and you didn't have a father
Trench like the coat, come from the bottom
Dread hang like rope, number one shotta
I need that head
I need it I need like I need that bread
Clothes on the floor we'll just shop when we land
What's the name of them jeans with the star on the pants
My heart on my sleeve but your heart in my hand
Painting pictures like the artist I am
Fool me once, I separate from the clan
Fool me twice I cut 'em all off again
Probably hoping that I fall but I stand
Probably hoping that I can't be consistent
Stuntalot because a lot I done did it
Double d's I got my cock in her titties
Every time they take my style I can switch it
I can't run out of it I'm having dimensions
Lot of **** in the same position
They just know how to make you not see the difference
They looking at me they like"he the one"
A lot of **** wanna be the one
I gotta have it so I keep a gun
She don't got a **** but she need her one
She mysterious, she think she me or some
She the main thang not the sneaky one
She a baddie this right here the evil one
Yeah the money dirty but she clean as they come
Feel like the game kind of owe me for all of the work I put in
I can't rehearse it, this shit ain't made for t.v this shit really the life that I live
I buy you purses, you can't complain 'cause we shop a lot look at the guap that I spend
Your heart in the way
I told her just pick a place somewhere that we can chill and be friends
Who really love me I can count on one hand
Still would fuck me if I didn't have a dollar
Popping my shit, popping my collar
Nine on me baby Andre Iguodala
I know sometimes you don't wanna be bothered
You grew up like me and you didn't have a father
Trench like the coat, come from the bottom
Dread hang like rope, number one shotta
Written by: Joshua Calico
