Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nipsey Hussle
Vocals
DOM KENNEDY
Vocals
Teddy Walton
Programming
Rance
Programming
1500 or Nothin'
Horn
IAMNOBODI
Programming
Axlfolie
Programming
Belly
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ahmad Balshe
Songwriter
Alexander Chigbue
Songwriter
Axel Morgan
Songwriter
Dominic Hunn
Songwriter
Ermias Asghedom
Songwriter
Larrance Dopson
Songwriter
Teddy Walton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ermias Asghedom
Executive Producer
Larrance Dopson
Producer
Teddy Walton
Producer
Rance
Producer
Matt Jacobson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zachary Acosta
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mario "Wizzo" Fernandez
Recording Engineer
MyGuyMars
Producer
Faris Al Majed
Recording Engineer
Adam Aderbraun
Executive Producer
Samiel Asgehdom
Executive Producer
Stephen Donelson
Executive Producer
Steven “Steve-O” Carless
Executive Producer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
IAMNOBODI
Producer
Mike & Keys
Producer
Axlfolie
Producer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Garnett Flynn
Engineer
P. Diddy
Executive Producer
Tyler Page
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Double up
Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up
Never let a hard time humble us
Do-do-double up
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two
That's time, I got to you
That money, my dreams come true
My life in diamonds, who knew?
(Who knew? Who knew? Who knew? Who knew?)
(Who knew? Who knew? Who knew? Who knew?)
Turned seven to a 14
14 to a whole thing
Lord knows it's a cold game
Switched up on you hoes, mayne
Big body take both lanes
Backseat blowin' propane
All black, five gold chains
Young rich nigga bossed up on his own mayne
My new shit sound like it's Soul Train
Tookie Williams over Coltrane
Eric B by the rope chain, RSC, we fo' sho bang
Tiny Locs and they go crazy
What you know about the dope game?
Was you born in the '80s? Did your mama smoke cocaine?
Have you ever seen a whole thang?
What you drove through to the streets 'cause you grew up on short change?
Fucked up when the dope age
It remind me when these rappers drop duds and they clothes change
Had the part with the low fade
I would stand in front of Nix with my sack for the whole day
Drive-bys, that was road rage
Then we park and hop out, learn levels to this whole thang
Old school, play the O'Jays
Tryna make a slow change, mama still slavin' for a low wage, tryna
Double up (yeah)
Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up
Never let a hard time humble us
Do-do-double up
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two
That's time, I got, to you
That money, my dreams come true
My life in diamonds, who knew?
(Who knew? Who knew? Who knew? Who knew?)
(Who knew? Who knew? Who knew? Who knew?)
I leave it behind if you let me
I probably got drowned just to hold you down
I'd jump off the ledge if you with me
I'd break you up, you just let me down
Let me down (uh, let me down)
(Need my All Money In chain too)
Let me down (whoa, let me down, look out, look out)
It's hard to catch what you can't see
I grew up to be who I wanna be, so
The more niggas talk, I'ma shine (shine)
Might've been way before its time
Posted with my back against the wall
Life is a bitch, but she mine (mine)
The rag six-deuce, yeah, it's mine
The Westside too, yeah, it's mine
What you know about
Your poster on the wall like the dealership?
Leave her in the bed, legs tremblin'
Gettin' banged on for your Pendletons
What you know about
Your response be the reason you exist?
Lucky I ain't get caught up in the twist
Young nigga, blue pager on my hip, so
As the champagne spill
And the car accelerate and the beat gon' cry
I be goin' to the bank at least three, four times
Getting handshakes from the branch managers
We keep doing fly shit when the cameras cut
Double up (yeah)
Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up
Never let a hard time humble us
Do-do-double up
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two
That's time, I got to you
That money, my dreams come true
My life, in diamonds, who knew?
(Who knew? Who knew? Who knew? Who knew?)
(Who knew? Who knew? Who knew? Who knew?)
I leave it behind if you let me
I probably got drowned just to hold you down
I'd jump off the ledge if you with me
I'd break you up, you just let me down
Let me down (let me down)
Let me down (let me down, look out, look out)
Writer(s): Larrance Dopson, Teddy Walton, Axel Albert Morgan, Ermias Joseph Asghedom, Ahmad Balshe, Dominic Hunn, Alexander Chigbue
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