Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
808TurnEmUp
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
808TurnEmUp
Produzent:in
Lyrics
808turnemup
Shawty wanna know the side of my problems and I won't even say what it is
I'm just gon' stick to them motherfuckin' script, take care of my kids
When I was standing in my mufuckin' corner, wont nobody here
Try to put my back up against that lil' wall, see what I did
Man, I've been stuck in that motherfuckin' road like fuck a career
Feel like I'm stuck in that motherfuckin' trap, will I persevere?
Feel like I came through the motherfuckin' back door and now that I'm here
People try to talk, try to figure my vision when they know that it's clear
Ay, fuck that lil' shit that I'm done with the bid
I get it choppin', I'm standin' on business
Hop out the house and my bm get to trippin
Work with that work, I can show how to get it
One up on top just in case of collision
Brodie, maxed out, he like, fuck it, go get it
I get some money, start actin' saddity
You throwing comments, shade, and mentions
I don't be trippin', I'm payin' the difference
Payin' my dues, I'ma pay for subscriptions
I get a bottle, I pour a bitty
Cause **** weren't with me, I made it, I did it
I fell in love with horsepowers and hemis
I throw the motherfuckin' "B" like a Bentley
Droppin' this shit, now I'm seein' what he would do
Know it's a Glock and chop in that vehicle
I'ma max out, wanna see what my demon do
Hit new feats, I'ma make them lil' people move
I'm tryna hit the right block gotta pick and choose
I'm tryna slide the right block gotta stick and move
Go to that motherfuckin' street, hit the interstate
Fuck all the talkin', I'm just tryna get away
We never stopping at lights, go the other way
I came from motherfuckin' trenches the gutterway
Jump up in the mornin' and go live another day
You was just doin' your thing with the motherfuckin' chop
That what my brothers hate, know I ain't top on the beat
But I'm throwin' my cutaway, fuck do I look like, bitch
**** ain't givin' me credit for shit
Extended my hand and they gave me a slit
It was scope on that gun, but you still ain't gon' hit
**** payin' for pussy, these **** gettin' tricked
Just in case of a shootout, I carry a clip
You ain't ready to do that, fuck out the whip
**** step out the car, we don't dump out the whip
This ain't San Andreas, it's 2022
I got a 40, I don't carry no 22
Dump at this bitch cause I fuck round thought it was you
Run in yo hood, she almost got hit in the tooth
Better lie to the detectives, so I'm tellin' the truth
I'ma grind on my horse, I'm losin' my youth
I'ma work with that work, I'ma do what it do
**** talkin' that shit, I'ma make it and move
They be flaggin' the funk, they be pickin' and choosin
Stand on my 10, how the fuck am I losin'
Stop all that bitchin', complainin', that lil' shit is useless
Get on your business, step up, cause you doin' it, ****, you killin' me
Know I can tell that they lazy as fuck by the way that they movin'
No, you can't sit with me
Stood on my own, I don't owe him a penny
Get out the trap and they call it a symphony
Stood on my own, I don't owe him a penny
Get out the trap and they call it a symphony
Shawty wanna know the side of my problems and I won't even say what it is
I'm just gon' stick to them motherfuckin' script, take care of my kids
When I was standing in my fuckin' corner, wont nobody here
Try to put my back up against that lil' wall, see what I did
Man, I've been stuck in that motherfuckin' road like fuck a career
Feel like I'm stuck in the motherfuckin' trap, will I persevere?
Feel like I came through that motherfuckin' back door and now that I'm here
People try to talk, try to figure my vision when they know that it's clear
Written by: 808 TurnEmUp