Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
CORCZIONNE A SMITH
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Don't fuck around with da fuck around huh, huh
Dey run they mouths when you not around huh, huh
Stay on my feet watch me run a mile huh, huh
Word around town say we held it down yeah, yeah
Placing your bets bet you won't double down nah, nah
What's competition you can keep the crown huh, huh
But Dey not royal they ain't growing
You just Poisonous to the soil
World at war and they blaming it on the oil
I feel entitled got me wondering if I'm spoiled
Feeling disloyal taking this life for granted
Going through situations and no that's not how I planned it
Took a leap of faith this is just where I landed
Got both of my parents but still felt abandoned
Admired the gangster life so I played the role of a bandit
I put it all on the table I took the cards I was handed
They try to manipulate you and calming it's out of love
No I ain't playing games don't get hit with dat metal slug
How you not well connected and saying that you the plug
TLC said it best homie you know you a scrub
Imma stay at this shit ain't no push come to shove
I'm grinding with the squad
to make sure dat we get the dub
I'm in this matrix
Till the maker decides to pull the plug
Ain't no giving up now ****
look where we came from
Talk to em
Written by: CORCZIONNE A SMITH
