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Lil Poppa
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Janarious Wheeler
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Jose Luis Reynoso-Contreras
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John Cureton
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Samuel Dua
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Logan Zavier Wild
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Lyrics
My heart made of chrome, so fuck sticks and stones
And you know a word can't break me, baby
Still can't find a reason why they hate me, baby
I done came too far to let 'em take me, you crazy
Open the blinds, these **** shady
I don't know why these old **** think it's the 80's or something
Like we ain’t all grown men now with our own fucking mind
Like you ain’t know you burn your hand when you playing with that iron
How you saying that I don't give when I'm so quick to give a dime?
And them dimes add up when it’s time after time
Say you wanna see me shining, but you fucking up my grind right now
If this was '08 or '9 then I'm D. Wade in his prime, okay he way ahead of time
You got your own business, why the hell you way over here in mine?
Still hit them stages and get shy, baby
I cannot lie, that's why I'm high
No that wasn't our work, so we don't smoke that guy
One time for the skinny ****, two times for the fat guy
Why did God give all these **** a at bar? That shit dangerous
If this is how a star treated, I don't wanna be famous
Say, I just wanna go nameless and conversate with my angels
My heart made of chrome, fuck sticks and stones
And you know a word can't break me, baby
Still can't find a reason why they hate me, baby
I done came too far to let 'em take me, you crazy
And ****, it can be Shand's or Grady
You know any city any town this shit can go down
Why you bring the bitch around? Leave the hoe where you found her
See why Deedee say have nobody 'round whenever you count up
Gotta watch the **** that steal it and help you find it
Shit you done it, you did it should've took the diamonds with you
Prolly hit the road in a Civic, they wasn't grinding like this
Shit, matter of fact, it wasn't none these **** riding in that bitch
But I guess everybody wanna come around when it's lit
Soon as the fire go down, that's when I seen 'em all here
No, I don't give a fuck, I just wanna see them all here
No, you bet not spare nobody, but old women and the kids
'Cause some them hoes ain't innocent, I'm knowing what they did
So if you see that creep bitch, you better split her wig
My heart ain’t pumping nothing unless I’m in this Matty Boy fit
My heart made of chrome, so fuck sticks and stones
And you know a word can't break me, baby
Still can't find a reason why they hate me, baby
I done came too far to let 'em take me, you crazy
Open the blinds, these **** shady
I can't turn my back on y'all, forever twelve like Tom Brady
**** do shit and play crazy like
Like I don't think about my mama, got so much love for that lady
Written by: Janarious Wheeler, John Cureton, Jose Luis Reynoso-Contreras, Logan Zavier Wild, Samuel Dua