Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bo
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Donovan Ingram
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Progression Music
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Up the score of dese **** (fa sho)
I been in this game for so long
Seen and did a lot of shit, for your life it put a toll on
I told my mama hold on
I owe it all to you since I'm out here acting so grown
Henny in my system got me stuck and reminiscing
How I came this far and ain't fuck up to go to prison
Sometimes it get so hard it feel like I could off a ****
Know that's what they want but I see the bigger picture
Lot of friends faded and some classmates,
Boy I'm tryna count dis money up til my muthafuckin' back ache
We was never dreaming being last place
Know we got differences before you split your lips man get your facts straight
Lately **** been vibin'
In the yams like all day, like I had to break some silence
**** out here watchin'
Either I got sumn they want, or I just look telescopic
Pussy **** stop it
I work for what I have, now I just got hella options
Get dis money like a doctor
Hell yea I went to school but I learned from the block bitch
It ain't who you know it's what you know
Can't let em' fuck up my flow; fuck around and up the sco
Man I done been through so much shit don't know who to trust no mo
And since I hopped up on my shit dese **** wanna fuck wit Bo
Where was dese **** at when I was down to my last dime (last dime)
Had so many people backs but they ain't have mine (they ain't have mine)
I'm one of the realest **** breathing need no handouts
Man I'm just gon keep on ballin' fuck a halftime (fuck a halftime)
Man what's so complicated bout' the streets that I don't understand
**** want a lil bit of credit even though they in debt never seen a hunnit grand
Fighting for they life behind that stand only time you took a stand
He was screaming loyalty over love fucked round and booked his mans
Now his life's a blur
His life reverse
He got so much more to learn don't know how this life shit work
That's why I do shit by my lonely some long nights it hurt
It's like that **** spell up on us I'm tryna break dis curse
Facing my demons fuck a hellcat I'm in porsche, know they gon hate for no reason
Was dead to some people but when I got more important they be up in my face cheesin'
It ain't deceiving, how all dese **** be greedy
I stay out the way, and run up the cake, it make me feel like a genius
Know I was chosen to do sumn better in life than just sitting on my ass
Waiting on **** to show me a bag hell nah a **** can't role like that
I built so different I'll let somebody I ont know in need, let em' hold my last
They act like they don't appreciate me, lemme show my ass
Where was dese **** at when I was down to my last dime
Had so many people backs but they ain't have mine (they ain't have mine)
I'm one of the realest **** breathing need no handouts
Man I'm just gon keep on ballin' fuck a halftime (fuck a halftime)
Written by: Donovan Ingram