Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Hunxho
Hunxho
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Deundraeus Portis
Deundraeus Portis
Songwriter:in
Ibrahim Dodo
Ibrahim Dodo
Songwriter:in
JaVion Johnson
JaVion Johnson
Songwriter:in
Nahum Noel
Nahum Noel
Songwriter:in
Stephen Alvarez
Stephen Alvarez
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Nahum Noel
Nahum Noel
Produzent:in
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Cole Graham
Cole Graham
Mischtechniker:in
6Jugg
6Jugg
Produzent:in
Alvy
Alvy
Produzent:in
Twysted Genius
Twysted Genius
Produzent:in

Letras

[Intro]
And I don't even wanna rap
I heard enough of that
Just like a running back
Yeah, yeah
Can't get nothin' back, on God
And I don't even wanna rap
Yeah
[Chorus]
And I don't even wanna rap
I talk 'bout my life, feel like I'm tellin', I don't even wanna rat
I took my time just like a man, I don't wanna hear none of that
I been in that field like I can't leave, feel like a running back
I been in the trap, like it got feet, this bitch do jumping jacks
When I crank a B, this shit get deep, it ain't no comin' back
Feel like I can't sleep since I lost Dre, just want my brother back
I knew what this shit came with, I'd still go take like where that money at?
Five hundred grand in all hundreds, ain't no thumbin' that
[Verse 1]
I think too much, when I can't even go and slide, I damn near cried
I pray too much, 'cause I still remember all them times I damn near died
**** play too much, **** act like I don't get active, boy, you better stop lyin'
**** ever play with one of my kids, boy, I'll go fed, I'll lose my mind
I don't never wanna lose my bitch, got on my shit like, "Bae, I'm tryin'"
I done took shit down, look fast, these **** be cap, these boys ain't slidin'
Glock 19 with a box on the back, so I just gotta hit it one time
Thank God they couldn't pay that bond, I damn near took that time
Shit, lately, I just been goin' with the motion
I don't know where I'm headed, but I'ma get there (On God, I'ma get there)
I know I ain't the **** I was
I'm still tryna put this shit together, I ain't got it all together
Bigger than I ever been
[Verse 2]
Ain't never cried in this street, my youngins make noise
When I was thuggin' in these streets, had mama pray for him
It ain't no playin' with me, ****, make him say sorry
I never stopped gettin' at these millions, I could make more
My dogs who locked up in the state eat steak, they A1
Got so much love for Cole, I feel like he my day one
I pray he beat the case, I'll get the lawyer to pay the bond
See, every plate I seen get ate, boy, they ain't savin' nothin'
I know them boys ain't gettin' no money, they tryna save it up
See, me, I get this paper, spend it, then go make me some
I remember when I ain't have a penny, I wanted to take me somethin'
Man, so much love for her, and if you call shawty, she the main one
They do they job, whenever I call shawty, she give face up
Still stand on business with all my ****, but I got say-so
Blood, sweat, and tears in all my pendants, tell 'em come take somethin'
Blood, sweat, and tears inside my image, bitch, I'm a made man
Real definition of a made man, ****
No **** made me, ****, got this shit on my own, ****
Hustled, ****, did what I had to do, ****
If I had to take, ****, I took, ****
When I got booked, ****, I still ain't get shook, ****
Stood on business, ****
Every plate got ate
****, fakes got ate, ****
All my plates got ate
**** never took nothin' from me, **** never did nothin' to me, **** never shot at me, ****
And y'all **** still can get it, like I said, ****
Blood, ****
I can say I'm the biggest
I gotta leave that up to God, though
I'm here, though, ****, for the long run, ****
**** can't hold me back, **** can't stop me
**** can't fuck with me, ****
'Cause I'm a made man
Tell 'em come take somethin'
Yeah
[Chorus]
And I don't even wanna rap
I talk 'bout my life, feel like I'm tellin', I don't even wanna rat
I took my time just like a man, I don't wanna hear none of that
I been in that field like I can't leave, feel like a running back
I been in the trap, like it got feet, this bitch do jumping jacks
When I crank a B, this shit get deep, it ain't no comin' back
Feel like I can't sleep since I lost Dre, just want my brother back
I knew what this shit came with, I'd still go take like where that money at?
Five hundred grand in all hundreds, ain't no thumbin' that
Written by: Deundraeus Portis, Ibrahim Dodo, JaVion Johnson, Nahum Noel, Stephen Alvarez
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