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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blac Youngsta
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sammie Benson
Songwriter
Scott Storch
Songwriter
Ali King
Songwriter
Maurice Simmonds
Songwriter
Vincent van den Ende
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Storch
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I got **** in the cell block
They'll put you in a head lock
I told momma go and get me a lawyer
They ain't even gone let me bail out
A lot of **** go to jail they don't keep it solid
They just tell now
The average black kid went to school
Didn't have a father so he failed out!
I'm the realest **** since 'Pac
You ask Epic, I ain't sell out
If the laws pull me over
When I'm ridin' dirty ****, I'm a bail out
On my side they spot, yea
I can't wait til they lay it out
When I jumped up out that car, yea
Them **** damn near fell out
I don't shoot **** from far, yea
I shoot nothing but headshots
Have you ever went to jail for a murder?
I beat two of them bitches before!
Baby I love ya, I ain't mean to hurt ya
I ain't gone do that shit no more
If you start speaking on my name
I ain't gone shoot at you no more
[Verse 2]
Heard you want me dead?
**** drop a bag
If you gettin money
I can fuck with that
It ain't shoppin' bitch
If you ain't poppin tags
If you gang banging
Don't you drop yo flag
Heard you want me dead?
**** drop a bag
If you gettin money
I can fuck with that
It ain't shoppin' bitch
If you ain't poppin tags
If you gang banging
Don't you drop yo flag
[Verse 3]
I was lackin' in school
But grandmama stayed on me
I'm gon' pop a toast
For every **** ever hated on me
I'll take care of you baby
Only if you wait on me
And if you ever cross me out
Then I'm straight on ya
Times was hard coming up, yea
I was staving coming up, yea
Every night I stayed up, yea
Hustle, tryna get bucks, yea
You don't wanna know the shit I did for money
What you ain't know that I came from nothing?
I can't even tell you about the robberies
You don't wanna know
What I took from cunning
You don't wanna know
What I threw at Onyx
You don't wanna know
What I was sellin' at Sonic
I can't even tell you about the busters
You don't wanna know
Why them **** was running
Scared, hunnid on his head
This how I play it!
When I run up on you
What's that shit you said?
[Verse 4]
Heard you want me dead?
**** drop a bag
If you gettin money
I can fuck with that
It ain't shoppin' bitch
If you ain't poppin tags
If you gang banging
Don't you drop yo flag
Heard you want me dead?
**** drop a bag
If you gettin money
I can fuck with that
It ain't shoppin' bitch
If you ain't poppin tags
If you gang banging
Don't you drop yo flag
Written by: Ali King, Maurice Simmonds, Sammie Benson, Scott Storch, Vincent van den Ende