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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maurice Cortlandt Bowles
Maurice Cortlandt Bowles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rayvaughn Vernon
Rayvaughn Vernon
Producer
MoeMent Studios
MoeMent Studios
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Musical Bigamist They say I'm to nigarish Don't care what they think of this Your opinions is penny less My thoughts are all penny wise Millionaire nigha thats in disguise I know they all loving this look Yeah I might as well own it and Make it mine I'm ahead of the game I'm rolling the dice and I'm moving my piece, I'm a pass go I'm a get high Put you under my feet yeah Nate said Mo a killer I say don't push me I got a bunch of shooters under cover and They targetting all these Pussy footing around na My ball first down yeah I'm the player the coach the gm with your bm in my dm This for me is all business, na I take that back this is personal I won't rest to the doves cry or they Crown me prince like the purple dude With a multitude of professionals I hustle hard for a living I caught a charge it was first degree that nigha Moe be killing yeah I ain't taking no parishioners no Prisoners just facts You say something I don't codone Then homey pardon my back yeah Yeah Go head talk your s Let that nigha breathe Go head talk your s Let that nigha breathe Go head talk your s Let that nigha breathe Go head talk your s Let that nigha breathe Go head homey say whats on your Mind yeah Obviously you ain't getting yours but Homey I got mine yeah All them things you talking, I don't Even hear yeah You in a room with all of your goons Ain't even there, so You and I in a different class Better yet a whole different world You coping cubic zirconia, well we Ain't coping Nothing but diamonds and pearls And pretty girls With cars of their own, independent Ones with luxury homes and Since you ain't no where near on my level I gotta handle this all on my Own Catch me in the upper room Politicking this pum pum Catch the homey by the garage exotic Cars going zoom zoom This the life until midnight, we Gonna turn up until it gets bright yo I'm at it again gone with the wind Nickname cant get right But I got right when she got bent Then she pass out then I bagged her friend So much smoke need oxygen sipping On some juice and gin, or this Gin and juice she getting loose freaky One we call kinky boots Two weeks later in the dm talking Bout Moe mo Im missing you Go head talk your s Let that nigha breathe Go head talk your s Let that nigha breathe Go head talk your s Let that nigha breathe Go head talk your s Let that nigha breathe
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