Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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$wank $inatra
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Victor Campos
Victor Campos
Songwriter
Jesse Campos
Jesse Campos
Songwriter
Brandon J Layne
Brandon J Layne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mickey C beats
Mickey C beats
Engineer
Eve Kujo
Eve Kujo
Producer
EVE Dido
EVE Dido
Producer

Lyrics

Young **** with the right tools
Done waiting on these ****
Gotta make moves
I was cooling with the gang tryna make tunes
Now I'm swerving in ya lane
Better make room
That's real life
I want it more than these ****
I gotta think twice
Watch how they order the death of me
Like a clean slice
Boa can't no one get the best of me
So I bring mine
Yeah
Smoking diesel
Make it big, everybody wan be ya people
I be stepping to mini me's, they a sequel
We not from the same land so best believe we not equal
I want it more
I'm prepared for the fight
Never settle for light
Cuz I got a debt in this life
You can charge it to the game
But ima take it precise
Look up in the mirror
And who there is telling me like this
I want it more
I'm prepared for the fight
Never settle for light
Cuz I got a debt in this life
You can charge it to the game
But ima take it precise
Look up in the mirror
And who there is telling me like
Baby tell me if I'm head of myself
I'm looking dead at myself like no one compare to myself
I'm getting head of myself
Looking dead at myself like no one compare to myself
Say you want it, and you get it
Like it's best for ya health
I'm looking at dead at myself
Like no one compare to myself
Baby
I'm getting head of myself
Looking dead at myself like no one compare to myself
Yung Swank **** like the best you've ever seen
Say it with my chest will let you know just what I mean
You can stay up yo side cuz the grass is never green
And we keep it in the whip in case these **** intervene
Tryna get between
What you hoping and you dream
So I'm shutting **** down
And getting around a couple screens
I'm sumn like a King
The way I'm lighting up the beam
Wu Tang on the whip
Like the color of it's cream
I'm too godly in here
Shows over but they looking for the party in here
And it's obvious that I'm the one they copying for real
And the only one that's like me
Looking back up in the mirror like
Baby tell me if I'm head of myself
I'm looking dead at myself like no one compare to myself
I'm getting head of myself
Looking dead at myself like no one compare to myself
Say you want it, and you get it
Like it's best for ya health
I'm looking at dead at myself
Like no one compare to myself
Baby
I'm getting head of myself
Looking dead at myself like no one compare to myself
I'm looking dead at myself like no one compare to myself
I'm looking dead at myself like no one compare to myself
Written by: Brandon J Layne, Jesse Campos, Victor Campos
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