制作
作曲和作词
Christopher Smith
词曲作者
歌词
What's the deal, homie?
You know I peep you **** plottin', pocket watchin', thinkin' I ain't really on it
I ain't get this far for nothin', a **** try me, I'ma show him
Hurt my heart, I had to cut him off, and we was really boys
We gon' get this money, trust me, ****, end of the story
Fuck what I made last week, today a whole 'nother day
The police only let me go, gave him a whole 'nother name
P.O don't want me to leave, still in a whole 'nother state
Mama told me to change, I almost told her that I can't
A homie bold and you know he bold, like how y'all still hangin'?
Knowin' I should've took my **** home, shit was too late
Every time I close my eye, shit, I see his whole face
Couple **** know they owed up, they runnin' out of days
Labels ain't talkin' 'bout nothin', bitch, I'm already paid
Tell a bitch don't call me, she gon' call me anyway
Fuck you got your hands out for? Ain't brought shit to this table, ****
Written by: Christopher Smith
