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Gucci Mane - Work In Progress (Intro) [Official Audio]
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Stimme und Gesang
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Programmierung
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Songwriter:in
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter:in
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Songwriter:in
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mischtechniker:in
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Produzent:in
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Produzent:in
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Songteksten

[Verse 1]
I was piss poor, sleepin' on a dirty floor
And we couldn't pay the rent, so it's a notice on the door
The neighbors been notice, so what I'ma front for?
Using pennies for the bus like what I'ma stunt for?
Mama workin' like a dog, but we still broke
We lightin' candles in the house, 'cause the lights off
The best thing that ever happened, I got kicked out
Bought me a Chevy, got a grill, now I'm gold mouth
I lost my daddy last year, I couldn't even cry
'Cause it's so hard to shed a tear, he didn't even try
The only person in the world I could fully trust
Was my older brother Vic, that's just how it was
Top in the trunk, this for Bankroll and Slim Dunk
I miss that girl Beasley, she was a real one
I had a artist that I treated like my own son
Gave him the shirt off my back and my own gun
[Verse 2]
R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, Mr. Dunn Dunn
It's been rainin' so long, when the sun comin'?
I'm drop-top, but put the top up when the storm comin'
Sometimes I think about my past, it make me start trippin'
I was gifted with a talent that was God-given
But I was so hard-headed, I would not listen
Sometimes I sit and I reflect about that cold prison
And doin' pull-ups with a **** got a life sentence
They gave my **** Grant life, he own the game room
Five years later, how we in the same room?
You go to jail, that's when you see who really love you
I don't think nobody love me like my auntie Jean do
I repeat, my auntie Jean and uncle Goat too
How you gon' judge me? You don't know what I been through
I think these killers need a hug, I need a hug too
You send a slug, I send a slug, you know how thugs do
But I forgive, I've been forgiven, I hold grudges too
I'm just a work in progress, I'm not even through
But I forgive, I've been forgiven, I hold grudges too
I'm just a work in progress, I'm not even through
Written by: Kevin Gomringer, Radric Delantic Davis, Shane Lindstrom, Tim Gomringer
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