Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
MRG
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew R. Guzman
Songwriter
ARTUR JOANNITTI NABAS
Songwriter
Frederik Thrane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MRG
Recording Engineer
TheSkyBeats
Producer
TKD
Producer
DJ MostWanted
Mastering Engineer
Most Wanted
Mixing Engineer
Skyer Gibbons
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Look
[Chorus]
My grandfather gambled away the crib when Mama was nine
Now it's section 8 housing, seeing roaches all of the time
I grew up as a gambling addict too, that shit in my genes
Only difference is when I bet my chips, put it all on me
[Chorus]
Uh, It is what it is, put all the chips, all on me
Yeah, I don't talk too much, put the money up, all on me
Yeah, I'ma put ten bands, hundred bands, millions all on me
Yeah, I'ma put ten bands, hundred bands, millions
Ooh-woo
[Verse 1]
Uh
Feel like Lil' Reece, I don't trust **** at the top, it's just us (Hmm)
I'ma do it myself, money on me, I feel like I'm Russ (Hmm)
Used to write raps on my way to school in the back of that bus (Hmm)
Took an hour and a half just for me to get to school on that bus (Hmm)
Mama lied about her address to make sure I didn't go to school in my hood
Gang members paying school guards to sneak weapons in, they was up to no good (Hmm)
Next semester, my neighbor crib got shot up (Hmm)
Before he had a license, he was on the ave with his glock tucked
[Verse 2]
Whoa, was just tryna make it home, baby boy, I got to graduate
Fuck flirting with death, catching feelings, nah, I ain't finna catch a stray
I'm just tryna stay out the way, yeah, you know I got big plans
Shawty broke my heart so I soul tied myself to some big bands
If they go and let my bread talk, hey!
That shit gon' sound like a ted talk (Woo)
Shawty want the ring, skr-skr, running off like the Sonic The Hedge
Told Mom I'ma get her a crib in the tropics
All these grown man liars, just know if I spit it, I lived it, I'm 'bout it
[Chorus]
My grandfather gambled away the crib when Mama was nine
Now it's section 8 housing, seeing roaches all of the time
I grew up as a gambling addict too, that shit in my genes
Only difference is when I bet my chips, put it all on me
Uh, it is what it is, put all the chips, all on me
Yeah, I don't talk too much, put the money up, all on me
Yeah, I'ma put ten bands, hundred bands, millions all on me
Yeah, I'ma put ten bands, hundred bands, millions
Ooh-woo
[Outro]
Uh, feel like Lil' Reece, I don't trust **** at the top, it's just us (Hmm)
I'ma do it myself, money on me, I feel like I'm Russ (Hmm)
Written by: ARTUR JOANNITTI NABAS, Frederik Thrane, Matthew R. Guzman
