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Nasty C
Nasty C
Rap
T.I.
T.I.
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford J. Harris, Jr.
Clifford J. Harris, Jr.
Songwriter
Thelumusa Samuel Owen
Thelumusa Samuel Owen
Songwriter
Thulasizwe Dlamini
Thulasizwe Dlamini
Songwriter
Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo
Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nasty C
Nasty C
Producer
T.I.
T.I.
Vocal Producer
Select Play Music
Select Play Music
Producer
Mike Manitshana
Mike Manitshana
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

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I'ma do my thing regardless If it's me against the world then I'll be heartless I try, I try my hardest You can't tell you don't see that I'm sparkling Balling, all in (yeah), all in (yeah) Oh, yeah, I'm all in (yeah) I did what I had to do No, I'm not sorry (Brrr) Who's calling? (Brrr) Who's calling? Mad and they salty They mad and they salty First of all, I made my sacrifices by my lonely self Then I had to face the consequences by my lonely self Everybody looking at me as I almost self destruct 'Cause they want me to give it up Or fuck it up, this world is tough If I wasn't strong enough If I wasn't hard enough I'd do what they want But I am so I'm going up Going HAM, going buck Going home with the bucks Peter Pan, Neverland Bought some land, that's what's up This is not up for debate No matter what, I'ma get me some cake I'ma count my blessings if I can't count my days This what I say, ay I'ma do my thing regardless If it's me against the world then I'll be heartless I try, I try my hardest You can't tell you don't see that I'm sparkling Balling, all in (yeah), all in (yeah) Oh, yeah, I'm all in (yeah) I did what I had to do No, I'm not sorry (Brrr) Who's calling? (Brrr) Who's calling? Mad and they salty They mad and they salty Yeah Pull up in a Lambo' (skrr) I'm banking where it used to be a warzone (Bankhead) I swear the irony of seeing white people jog on The same street that I used to sell crack on, hmm Look, see that couple paid half a million for that house Where Duty got his brain blowed out Generation, we been struggling Waiting for something crack, all we got was crack Bet only, hunnid racks on me Bunch of bitches in the bank, couple sacks on fleek Man, I honestly need no recognition David Beckham, kick it Told that bitch get on and it ain't self-sufficient Slurp it 'til it's standing, then lay back and dish it (sheesh) Do it for me like you're newer for me (damn) You'll fuck around and get jewel from me (what?) Get flewed out, true dat Yeah, yeah I ain't sad if let your eyes on my shine Ayy, ayy The shit that I did in Atlanta be a lifetime, uh It's my time and it's 'bout time Well gettin' mine when your ass can't come outside Don't know what you do for yours, I die 'bout mine So I will not apologize, I'ma ride I'ma do my thing regardless If it's me against the world then I'll be heartless I try, I try my hardest You can't tell you don't see that I'm sparkling Balling (king), all in (yeah), all in (yeah) Oh, yeah, I'm all in (long as I been here, man I been showing you) I did what I had to do (I been defying the odds) No, I'm not sorry (if I can't shake it, it won't shake) (Brrr) Who's calling? (I won't crack it, it won't crack) (Brrr) Who's calling? Mad and they salty (You know what's happening) They mad and they salty
Writer(s): Jonathan Rotem, Jesse St. John Geller, James Mccall, Sofia Weiss Sarkisian Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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