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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anderson .Paak
Anderson .Paak
Vocals
Knxwledge
Knxwledge
Programming
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Sampled Artist
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Sampled Artist
Ronnie McNeir
Ronnie McNeir
Sampled Artist
Webster Lewis
Webster Lewis
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Glen Earl Boothe
Glen Earl Boothe
Songwriter
Glen Earl Boothe Jr
Glen Earl Boothe Jr
Songwriter
Brandon Paak Anderson
Brandon Paak Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Knxwledge
Knxwledge
Producer
Cole M. Greif-Neill
Cole M. Greif-Neill
Mixing Engineer
Jared Hirshland
Jared Hirshland
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, check it out
[Verse 2]
I left home at 17 had to lighten the load
I was young but I was keen, to survive on my own
In the fall, got a gig
With my brother Elhaj
Shopping work, bagging’ groceries
Pushing’ them carts
I was grateful to be working
But say, my back is hurting
I don’t think it’s the purpose
No this can’t be the call
At night, I’m working grave
Just counting the time
On my break I wrote a song ‘bout the love my life
This ain’t right
[Verse 3]
Couple dollars in change, walking home in the rain
Jump in front of a train, bitch I might
On top of the roof, empty bottles of brew
Take a hit of my J, I’m in flight
Closing my eyes visioning
Monte Carlo’s with tinted windows and ballin’ legitime
Open my eyes I was in the same predicament
The next day I called in said “I quit”
[Verse 4]
Bitch I get bigger
You and me have to get bigger
I’m jumping the wall, raising the bar
Taking no bullshit, hey
You and me have to get bigger
I’m legit, I’m legit
[Verse 5]
Too on, everybody root for me
Since I got a new jawn, other bitch was too corny
My routine, fixing turkey and cheese
Now I got a new broad, who can run and cook for me
Couldn’t tell a **** nothing, shit
Couldn’t do wrong
Had my nose wide open, I could sniff a cue-ball
Tenderoni taking all of my time
It’s the power of the P-U-S-S-Y
Ain’t that right
[Verse 6]
Split up the bank, gave her all of my change
Copping diamonds and ring, I can’t lie
Stomach to leave, she said, “music or me”
‘Cause, fuck do you mean?
This ain’t right
Closing my eyes visioning
Living with this, pretending is giving me instant misery
Open my eyes she was kissing my constituent
I threw that bitch off the cliff
And as I get bigger
[Verse 7]
You and me have to get bigger
I’m jumping the wall, raising the bar
Taking no bullshit, yeah
You and me have to get bigger
I’m legit, I’m legit
[Verse 8]
Do you love? To love
Is it love?
Is it good?
To love
To love
Is it love?
Is it good to you?
Do you love?
Written by: Anderson .Paak, Glen Earl Boothe, Glen Earl Boothe Jr
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