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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
J.I the Prince of N.Y
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Justin Irvin Rivera
Songwriter:in
Nathan Guzman
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Almighty Nate
Produzent:in
Bordeaux
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I gave my dog a couple hundred, told him hold his head
He locked up so I pray for him before I go to bed
My back was turned when y'all was talking, but I heard what y'all said
Got all these tears, they done formed but they don't ever shed
They said went through hell and back when we was living there
Try to last a day inside my shoes when I got different pairs
I can't believe this little bitch though she was slick
I got the skins then I dipped I had to show her that I didn't care
[Verse 2]
I pay attention all the time, you got no choice but to respect it
I can't let them take my life that's why we walk around with weapons
I can't get you off my mind it's to the point where I be stressin'
I got played so many times it was all I expected
[Verse 3]
**** televised my pain when I needed help
I always thought I needed you but bitch I need myself
Who am I to believe a bitch when I don't believe myself
And I refuse to please a bitch when I can't please myself
I had my back against the ropes, I had the protect myself
The hopes I had were way too high, I used to upset myself
I gave you way too many chances I had to check myself
How do you expect me to respect you if you don't respect yourself?
[Verse 4]
You had no reason to do what you did but you still did it ****
I ain't think I'd make it out the hood 'til I did it ****
This for all them days I woke up and wish I didn't ****
Where I'm from we put in pain before we feel it ****
[Verse 5]
I gave my dog a couple hundred, told him hold his head
He locked up so I pray for him before I go to bed
My back was turned when y'all was talking, but I heard what y'all said
I feel no type of way just take these bullets to the head
[Verse 6]
I had what you need, I had what you want
You was in these streets, doing **** wrong
Now you want my meat, singin' on my songs
Now you wanna speak, blowin' up my phone
I had what you need, I had what you want
You was in these streets doin' **** wrong
When you be with your friends you be singin' all my songs
Now you wanna speak you be blowin' up my phone
[Verse 7]
I gave my dog a couple hundred, told him hold his head
He locked up so I pray for him before I go to bed
My back was turned when y'all was talking, but I heard what y'all said
I feel no type of way just take these bullets to the head
Written by: Justin Irvin Rivera, Nathan Guzman