Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
YXNG K.A
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Vikeer Brown
Komponist:in
Roland Hannah
Komponist:in
Andrej Marko
Komponist:in
Peter Gogola
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Pluto brazy
Produzent:in
Andyr
Produzent:in
Getro
Produzent:in
Elijah Swain
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We been surviving through the storm
Catch a hater tryna kill our vibe that's onna norm
They put me in the startin' five, I gotta score
Ball like Robert Horrey
I lean back on haters, still stand firm like I got four feet
Solid like cement
Some people stayed, some people went
Some people waitin' on me to win, some people waitin' on me to end, yeah
Speeding behind that tint, yeah
Fuck the police, I'm like, catch me if can, yeah
You too nosey, wanna know 'bout everything, yeah
Ion do no tellin', I'm just tryna stack up cheese
I ain't have to cut no check, lil' shawty scratched her knees still
Ion like to vent, say the same thing when they ask how he feel
I can't complain, nah
If I fall won't blame y'all
I got loved ones in the grave yard, I wish I could've saved y'all
If I had one wish
I'm tryna be all I can be, I'm taking more than one risk
They tried to throw shots at me, but every last one missed
And I can't respond to not one diss, but I do hear you, dawg
You bleed just how I bleed, I'll never fear you, dawg
Life ain't fair won't bitch about it nowhere near RuPaul
These **** don't know shìt 'bout loyalty, now do y'all?
[Chorus]
Just in case you need a reminder
I can't tolerate no dishonor
Fall back, game on recliner
Shawty playin games, I declined her
[Verse 2]
My heart bruised up, had to put ice on it
Thin ice, I was skating right on it
It's me vs me, I'm tryna outdo my opponent
Most these **** phony-phony-phony, I cannot condone it
Phony-phony, I cannot condone it and I'm standin' on it
I'll stand all by my fuckin' lonely before I let 'em hoe me
I put trust in all my day one homies, but they say watch ya homies
I got ghetto angels on me
I know they is not gon' wrong me
I'm alert all of these **** hungry out here
Why they mad, 'cause it's our year?
Still in my bag from the one prior
Speakin to 'em like Wallo
Stabbed my back, ion know why tho
I got wounds that ain't gon' never heal, doctor can't even help me
I can't walk the streets in peace no more, they stoppin' me for selfies
I show love to my supporters
We too lit, no stoppin' for us
Hoes come 'round, they tryna' record us
Chain on Aquafina water
Leaking it's "out of order"
Speakin' on this side, better come correct, or else it's 'sayonara'
In one ear, out the other, okay
We don't even know each other, how the fuck that boy my brother?
Ion think I know that man
They tryn' put a halt to the plan
I can't let that stand
I'ma do all that I can
I put that on bran
[Chorus]
Just in case you need a reminder
I can't tolerate no dishonor
Fall back, game on recliner
Shawty playin games, I declined her
[Verse 3]
And that's that for me
I can't chase no hoe, I'm no longer a athlete
And, to be honest, tables turned they chasing after me now
New one badder than the last one, I can't call that a rebound (Living)
That's a upgrade, my ****
When we touch eight or nine figures, we gon' have to upgrade our triggers
Yeah, four pounds Draco's Tommy's
We was rockin' Hilfiger Tommy
We ain't have enough, they denied me
Yeah, that shit used to hurt my pride so bad
I use to waste time in my feelings, I ain't never find no cash there
I was born to be star not a cashier
Last year was a good one and a bad year
But we gon' leave the past where the past supposed to be (Okay)
And I'ma keep this mask and tell 'em give me 6 ft (Back up)
Distance, tell 'em I need distance (Back up)
Gotta thank the man above that I'm hater resistant
Ballin' like we pistons
Set my teammate up to score like Chris Paul
These **** wan be me but can't at all
They Cliff Paul type ****
No skill, all hype ****
All bark, no bite ****
I don't like those type **** at all
We ain't like those type **** at all
[Outro]
I'ma get this shit by any means, I mean it
I'ma get this shit by any means, I need it
I'ma get this shit by any means, I'm fienin'
I been askin' God to wash me clean from my demons
Written by: Andrej Marko, Peter Gogola, Roland Hannah, Vikeer Brown