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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Polo G
Polo G
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter:in
Jahmere Tylon
Jahmere Tylon
Songwriter:in
Malikov Bulat Radikovich
Malikov Bulat Radikovich
Songwriter:in
Vikentsi Kudrautsau
Vikentsi Kudrautsau
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ Ayo
DJ Ayo
Produzent:in
higherrside
higherrside
Produzent:in
Todd Hurtt
Todd Hurtt
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Carter
Carter
Produzent:in

Lyrics

(Yo, Ayo) Uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh Uh, uh I kept fuckin' up, I'm the one that hurt my own feelings I'm up 20 million, still be tryna go back home killin' Know these drugs hurt my health, told me, "Quit," but I don't listen High, but I stay to myself, I'm always in my zone, chillin' Always bound for a setback, fuckin' with the wrong bitches Broski fed up, he vent to me, I hear his tone switchin' Promised my fans that I'll be back, I know it's been a long minute You diss the dead, and we react and pop-out with them chrome switches So many times when I fucked up I said, "Momma, I'm sorry" Now it's her fault for where we're stuck, she still won't even call me Why it's like I feel no love when my demons follow me? In the backseat, mask and gloves, cook his bean like coffee I see a opp, I run him over, then gon' fill my cup No James Brown, he on the ground, I tell him, "Get on up" When I was broke, they wasn't around, I had to fix my luck Trapped in the trench, couldn't duck the crown, I told 'em, "Fix my 'cuffs" Ain't no bigger reality than starin' at the grave I used to scrape up change for Swishers, now I'm extra paid You know Cap' a silent killer, Kawhi with the braids And I ball just like a Clipper when I'm in LA Stay in your lane or park the whip, KRISS Vec' or a mop on here We don't play with starter clips, nigga better not start in here If he ain't a spirit in the system where my partners went Amiri denims for my 'fit, my pants your apartment rent I kept fuckin' up, I'm the one that hurt my own feelings I'm up 20 million, still be tryna go back home killin' Know these drugs hurt my health, told me, "Quit," but I don't listen High, but I stay to myself, I'm always in my zone, chillin' Always bound for a setback, fuckin' with the wrong bitches Broski fed up, he vent to me, I hear his tone switchin' Promised my fans that I'll be back, I know it's been a long minute You diss the dead, and we react and pop-out with them chrome switches
Writer(s): Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Jahmere Tylon, Malikov Bulat Radikovich, Vikentsi Kudrautsau Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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