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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jim Jones
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Smith
Songwriter
Rayshon Lamont Cobbs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
808-Ray
Producer
Cool & Dre
Producer
Smitty Beatz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You counted me out too many times, huh?
Back from the dead
Been getting fat while I was gone
Did you miss me?
[Verse 2]
They said I couldn't do it but I proved them wrong, didn't I?
The epitome, do I epitomize screwing me?
For all the great kings that didn't get to rise
That got caught up in this thing, tryna solicit pies
[Verse 3]
I know **** over cases that got rid of guys
And so I told myself then never to criticize
'Cause life has a funny way of giving you it's ass to kiss
When I brought the same car, the next day when I crashed the whip
[Verse 4]
You know the neck gotta call, I got a nasty wrist
Can't be missing all the bros that got snatched and shit
Think about these players that be tryna take a knee
When the DA got my main man tryna take a plea
[Verse 5]
Gato, you know I see you, papi
We'll murder you on the way home
(Hey Dig, what's up?)
[Verse 6]
Slicing, you got like two left
Sheek, we gon' ride with you till that appeal come
Ditto, what's up, Matt?
Said you can't go no where without your mittens on, huh?
[Verse 7]
Snags, stay focused
That work release is a breeze
Lupi, what's up?
I miss you, ****
Papa Joe, real Midwest millionaires
[Verse 8]
I was told I'd never be great again
**** like me, they never will make again
With my God and my past, I'm tryna just make amends
'Cause Lord knows my past and **** was brazy then
[Verse 9]
It's funny how money didn't turn on my favorite friend
'Cause I done met brothers that couldn't just stay as friends
My man caught a L tryna chase a win
Now I be jumping on desks tryna chase the wind
[Verse 10]
I know mafia bosses that call me Joey Potts
30 gain, a dice game, that's a Rollie watch
I done bought cars just for the hoes to watch
You know the ones with no roof that come with folding tops
[Verse 11]
Want Bobby Wave for rappers that try to throw us shots
They be claiming they killers, we all know they not
I be chilling with killers up on the coldest blocks
So if you really want static, ****, you show a stop
[Verse 12]
Couldn't imagine what I told the cop
(Told 'em, fuck 'em, suck my dick till your mama die, ****)
I pray to God and count my blessings
Some pray to the Lord for them lessons
My mama house caught fire, **** was hysterical
Everybody made it out, the shit was just a miracle