Music Video

Gucci Mane - The Left [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Willie Byrd
Willie Byrd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Guwop
Guwop
Executive Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
Sean Paine
Sean Paine
Recording Engineer
Will-A-Fool
Will-A-Fool
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The left
Lefty
[Verse 2]
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left
I feel like I'm the last real **** left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left
I feel like I'm the last real **** left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
[Verse 3]
God, please protect me if this shit go left
'Cause I can cook a kilo by my goddamn self
In the kitchen water whipping with the left
I don't know Redman but I know who got the "Meth"
I feel like I'm a one man BMF
'Cause I can lock a trap down by myself
You waiting on Gucci to go broke, then hold your breath
This shit ain't cut, it's raw, this shit gon' sell itself
But don't let your right hand man know
What your left hand doing
My homeboy's called the cops on me
And I ain't even tripping
But how you call yourself a G and hang around snitches
These ****'s going left like crazy, acting like bitches
[Verse 4]
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left
I feel like I'm the last real **** left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left
I feel like I'm the last real **** left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
[Verse 5]
Gucci Mane had lefty, pocket's so hefty
Wrist so fucking rocky I can't even take a selfie
Right wrist glaring but my left hand glowing
Limping, kicking, pimping like my left leg broken
I offered up two thou' I tried to help himp
She took too long to come, that's why I left her
I'm Gucci Mane, I eat millions for breakfast
I came back in a 'Rari like I left something
I'm in a drop top Rolls Royce, I feel like I left something
I got like fifty thou' on me, who wanna fuck something?
A lot of haters salty, they feel like I left them
But on the beats that Gucci had, Gucci addressed them
[Verse 6]
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left
I feel like I'm the last real **** left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with the left, the left
I feel like I'm the last real **** left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
Written by: Radric Delantic Davis, Willie Byrd
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