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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Hit
Big Hit
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chauncey Hollis, Jr.
Chauncey Hollis, Jr.
Songwriter
Chauncey Hollis Sr.
Chauncey Hollis Sr.
Songwriter
Alan Daniel Maman
Alan Daniel Maman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Producer
The Alchemist
The Alchemist
Producer
Dāvis Strauss
Dāvis Strauss
Recording Engineer
DAVID YUNGIN KIM
DAVID YUNGIN KIM
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Larrence Miller
Larrence Miller
Recording Engineer

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You niggas better count your fingers if I shake your hand If I be here countin' chilly, I'ma shake you down I got the cake by pounds, shh, don't make a sound I'm 'bout to wiggle up on the block, release and rake 'em down Man, these fakes is foul, I never mistake a smile I recognize a snake smirk, just a upside frown I'm Bowflex-ing on niggas, slow stretchin' on bitches On Bloods, I'm bench pressing the beef and show flexin' these figures Shout out, my nigga, JT, blood, this pressure is deep When I hear a Hit-Boy beat, my complex so steep I don't see beef, one eye opened, I sleep beef When my protein levels is low, I need beef I'm a real life soldier, it's hard livin' life sober My realities got colder when feds opened the folder A lot of weight on my shoulders, a nigga skeleton scoldin' I tried to mold her, but the bitch like, "Hot coals," I can't hold her My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter Yo'-yo'-yo', your advantages is shorter My heart's in foreclosure Fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-foreclosure I'm a drug to these bitches, I'm the plug to these niggas Ain't no love when it comes to snitches, just slugs and ditches Yeah, I'm in it the for the chilly, I'm in it the for the billies Really drillin' in the millies, spinnin' bitches to the ceilin' See, I got high blood pressure, so I'm a high blood presser In the game high steppin', ain't no more high stressin' I'm 'bout to reap high blessings, breaking all hot records Nigga got four dirties, got released high testing See, I'm a jack of all trades, master of none Young nigga, don't play with me, I mastered my guns My son mastered his craft, so we just mashin' your ass While me and C3 sit back with all the masters and laugh Suck a duck, dummy dodgin', niggas, fuck you, pay your homage Ain't no bluffin', blood, I'm poppin', ain't no luck, I'm straight with llamas Hard to be sucker free in the land of lollipops You niggas fuck with the opps, I don't fuck with the cops My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter Your advantage is shorter I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter Yo'-yo'-yo', your advantage is shorter My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over Yo'-yo'-yo', you lost me, bitch, it's over I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter Yo'-yo'-yo', your advantage is shorter (advantage is shorter)
Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Daniel Alan Maman, Chauncey A. Sr. Hollis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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