Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Francis Rene Lopez
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
(Pre-Hook)
Caged up and shackled alone living filthy
I can't sleep without a pistol they might try and kill me
Tell me that I'm changing know I'm growing but I'm still me
Running up a bag give a fuck about who feel me
(Verse 1)
I can't put my trust in nobody these bitches cutthroat
Brody was my homie he hating where did the love go
Called an audible on the play but we didn’t fumble
Now I make a bitch lay down her hair just like Rapunzel
Old school got a shoebox that’s where funds go
She gave me the box like I'm Roddy but Ima cut tho
Pass her to the left get an assist just like I’m Lonzo
Had a dream I woke in a Bugatti need it pronto yeah
I been working overtime to get the loot
I swear you’ve never met a **** do it like I do
Got to keep it 100 yeah I gotta keep it true
Going hard I ain’t got nothing to lose
(Pre-Hook)
Caged up and shackled alone living filthy
I can't sleep without a pistol they might try and kill me
Tell me that I'm changing know I'm growing but I'm still me
Running up a bag give a fuck about who feel me
(Hook)
I been working overtime, I be tryna get it
Money ladder stack it to the sky I don’t see a ceiling
I remember you was down to ride now you moving different
Fuck that love cause I ain’t got the time now she in her feelings
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I was down now I’m living
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Free my **** in them prisons
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hard body get him lifted
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Gotta stack it by the minute
(Verse 2)
Gotta Glock or the baretta I can't decide
Caught em lacking tried to hit me with a peace sign
Bitch I’m in the trenches like a D Line
Still with the same niggasthuggin since knee high
If he doing all that barking ima deep sigh
Ima dog a **** out just like he feline
I be really in the field I’m with the gang
All about my dollars don't be sliding in my lane
(Pre-Hook)
Caged up and shackled alone living filthy
I can't sleep without a pistol they might try and kill me
Tell me that I'm changing know I'm growing but I'm still me
Running up a bag give a fuck about who feel me
(Hook)
I been working overtime, I be tryna get it
Money ladder stack it to the sky I don’t see a ceiling
I remember you was down to ride now you moving different
Fuck that love cause I ain’t got the time now she in her feelings
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I was down now I’m living
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Free my **** in them prisons
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hard body get him lifted
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Gotta stack it by the minute
Written by: Francis Rene Lopez