@ 874 - Mike WiLL Made-It, Hunxho & 2 Chainz: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Mike WiLL Made-It, Hunxho & 2 Chainz

@ 874

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Hip-Hop/Rap

@ 874 was released on March 20, 2026 by Eardrummer Entertainment LLC, under exclusive license to Giant Music as a part of the album R3SET

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Mike WiLL Made-It

Mike WiLL Made-It

Performer

2 Chainz

Performer

Hunxho

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Michael Len Williams ll

Michael Len Williams ll

Songwriter

A. Hogan

Songwriter

Tauheed Epps

Songwriter

H Tsakmaklis

Songwriter

L Tuetsch

Songwriter

F. PONCE

Songwriter

J. Cardoso

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Mike WiLL Made-It

Mike WiLL Made-It

Producer

MIKE DEAN

Mastering Engineer

Pluss

Producer

Bass Charity

Producer

Michael Christian Johnson

Michael Christian Johnson

Producer

Sean Solymar

Mixing Engineer

Sage Skolfield

Mixing Engineer

Nolan

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Anytime I failed and I bounced back, I never stayed there

Cut 'em off, that shit you did gettin' old, I'm talkin' 'bout gray hair

Ball, dog, when that time come, I never ball-hog

We all ball, if I fail, I do it by myself so we can't all fall

It's my loss, I really mean that

The shit that I been through, you'd probably give up if you seen that

Now when I go on stage, they know my name, they scream that

Just two years ago, I'm tryna walk down in a Scream mask

Shit bigger now, a RICO charge couldn't sit me down, I'm back

They tried to charge me 'cause my past, they tried to charge me 'cause I'm black

At least a million on these cards and I turned all them bitches max

I never give up, I go hard 'cause who gon' pick up where I slack?

Now ****, I got smoke for every ****

I had to work for what I got, it weren't put in my hand, ****, one-handed

I'm like real shit, I'll probably never win no Grammy

If they ever send me back, then I won't never see my family, Lord, Lord, Lord

[Chorus]

Get money, they start showin' they heart, heart, heart

Wish it could go back how it was, was, was

I'm so thorough, I don't show none but love, love, love (Toni, yeah)

[Verse 2]

I started tweakin' like, "It's too many **** in this room"

I'm 'bout to fuck this flow up, somebody get a broom

And Mr. Rent-Paid, strip club sensei

I weigh the ones and I'm faced like Dikembe

I front my unc' some grams, he ran off on me

Said he gon' whip my ass if I keep askin' for the money

I'm from the 'partments, I borrowed a scale from my neighbor (Yeah)

You ever seen forty pounds on the coffee table? (Uh)

Been wearin' name brand before I signed to a label (True)

They spent that shit again, I guess it's favor for a favor (Alright)

I came from complications, turned it into Mercedes (Alright)

You know these young **** crazy, they'll kill you in front Grady (Okay)

You know I don't care 'bout nothin' for real, my lady and my babies (Uh)

And I need love for real, I don't get it, I'm gon' take it (Take it)

And oh yeah, we took some testers when we went out on a date (Our date)

I got a new watch and it got freckles on the face, Toni (Yeah)

Written by: A. Hogan, F. PONCE, H Tsakmaklis, J. Cardoso, L Tuetsch, Michael Len Williams ll, Tauheed Epps

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