Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JayDaYoungan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Javorius Scott
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TnTXD
Producer
Lyrics
I'm way up, way up, uh (TnT on the beat)
I knew it wouldn't be long, greatness come with patience
Yeah, the feds tryna trace us, it's too late, we relocatin'
Go pick up my medication, now I'm in the Matrix
Fill my cup up, then I taste it, muddy situation
Just come fuck on me, baby, it ain't no time to be wasted
Baby girl, let's go crazy, I just want you naked
She say she ain't never had a nigga like me, I'm amazing
I get to the check, no Nike, fascinated with blue faces
I just pray to God I make it, I'm so dedicated
Chasing bags, my heart racing, work hard, no vacation
We can take a trip to Vegas, just keep it real, don't fake it
Twist the backwood, then I face it, it keeps me concentrated
That fuck shit, I hate it, all that fake shit so outdated
Swear I'm so underrated, they keep telling me I made it
Dread head but no Jamaican, face was wrapped up like Haitian
Ain't have shit, wanted paper, all this shit took was some patience
Got up on my feet and got suck to the streets
Every night, mama be prayin' for me
Keep it real, that's all I do, OG's was influencing me
If you know I wouldn't do it to you
Tell me, why the fuck would you do it to me?
Try playing me like I'm a fool
Don't wanna be with me, then you can just leave
I gave you my heart, don't break it, I love what we created
I hope one day we embrace it and never let 'em take it
Sippin' daily, I'd be faded, muddy situation
Since I started, they've been hating, but that's just motivation
I knew it wouldn't be long, greatness come with patience
Yeah, the feds tryna trace us, it's too late, we're relocating
Go pick up my medication, now I'm in the Matrix
Fill my cup up, then I taste it, muddy situation
Just come fuck on me, baby, it ain't no time to be wasted
Baby girl, let's go crazy, I just want you naked
She say she ain't never had a nigga like me, I'm amazing
I get to the check, no Nike, fascinated with blue faces
I just pray to God I make it, I'm so dedicated
Chasing bags, my heart racing, work hard, no vacation
We can take a trip to Vegas, just keep it real, don't fake it
Twist the backwood, then I face it, it keeps me concentrated
Writer(s): Javorius Scott, Thomas Horton
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