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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
Songwriter:in
Darrell Gregory Jackson
Darrell Gregory Jackson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mischtechniker:in
ChopSquad DJ
ChopSquad DJ
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Intro]
Banger
[Intro]
The Melody
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Ah, ah, ah, ah, DJ on the beat, so it's a banger
[Chorus]
Custom jewelry on goin' through customs
Goin' through customs
You know my life a lil' different, uh
Life a lil' different
I ain't been broke in a minute, uh
Broke in a minute
I ain't been home in minute, uh
Been home in minute
Used to be fresh as fuck goin' to school, so I hated gettin' suspended, uh
I hated gettin' suspended
Unc was choppin' up crack on a plate, be careful eatin' off the dishes
Eatin' off the dishes
Custom jewelry on goin' through customs
Goin' through customs
You know my life a lil' different, uh
(Life a lil' different)
Ain't gotta speak on my past no more, I'm damn near a whole new ****, uh
You don't know me
Ain't 'bout to beef with no broke ****, I'ma let the economy kill 'em, uh
Fuck on
I'm motivation, I make the killers wanna go and run up them millions, uh
Let's get it
[Verse 1]
We need to re-up on passports, man, we runnin' out of these pages, huh (Pages)
Whole lot of land at home, could shoot in the air, won't bother the neighbors, huh
Bother the neighbors
Them zas and surges weigh by the mail
Bro, that's a whole thing, you don't need a scale
It's beef, they catchin' unlimited shells
He ain't do no talkin', I'm payin' his bail (Come on)
I go to London, just me and ****, we probably leave fifty in Harrods, uh
A fifty piece
Whole group of baddies, they don't even know each other, but we makin' 'em pair up, uh (Come here)
Afro-American, but the dial on the Rollie look like I'm Arab, uh
Look like I'm Arab
Hope I don't see no rabbits, the Obama piece got like eight hundred carats
Eight hundred carats
I remember havin' sale numbers, now them private jets havin' tail numbers (Sheesh)
Whatever come my way, you know I'm gon' face it, I ain't never scared, brother
I ain't never scared, brother
Tell these lil' **** stay in they weight class, goin' at me ain't fair, brother
That shit ain't fair
Told 'em two hundred a month, but that's what I told 'em, you should see the real numbers, ****
[Chorus]
Custom jewelry on goin' through customs
Goin' through customs
You know my life a lil' different, uh
(This shit different)
I ain't been broke in a minute, uh
I ain't been home in minute, uh
Home in minute
Used to be fresh as fuck goin' to school, so I hated gettin' suspended, uh
I hated gettin' suspended
Unc was choppin' up crack on a plate, be careful eatin' off the dishes
Eatin' off the dishes
Custom jewelry on goin' through customs
Goin' through customs
You know my life a lil' different, uh
All this shit different
Ain't gotta speak on my past no more, I'm damn near a whole new ****, uh
You don't know me no more
Ain't 'bout to beef with no broke ****, I'ma let the economy kill 'em, uh
Get the fuck on
I'm motivation, I make the killers wanna go and run up them millions, **** (Bah)
Written by: Darrell Gregory Jackson, Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
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