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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Jordan T. Ortiz
Jordan T. Ortiz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oogie Mane
Oogie Mane
Producer
Noah "40" Shebib
Noah "40" Shebib
Recording Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
David "D.C." Castro
David "D.C." Castro
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Greg Moffet
Greg Moffet
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Recording Engineer
Noel Campbell
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Ronald Moonoo
Ronald Moonoo
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
I'm working on dying
[Chorus]
I'm upset
Fifty thousand on my head, it's disrespect
So offended that I had to double check
I'ma always take the money over sex
That's why they need me out the way
What you expect?
[Verse 1]
Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna get me for my soul
Thankful for the women that I know
Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe
[Verse 2]
Every month, I'm supposed to pay her bills
And get her what she want
I still got like seven years of doin' what I want
My dad still got child support from 1991
[Bridge]
Outta town, people love to pop a lot of shit then come around
Word to Flacko Jodye, he done seen us put it down
**** askin' if I'm cool
[Chorus]
I'm upset
Hunnid thousand on my head, it's disrespect
So offended that I had to double check
[Verse 3]
You tryna check?
This is real life, **** think we playin' chess
So what's next?
Jump up out the bed like I'm possessed
I go out on tour and I say I'm drinkin' less
End up gettin' loose and gettin' pictures from my ex
[Verse 4]
SMS, triple X
That's the only time I ever shoot below the neck (Skrr)
Why you keep on shootin' if you know that **** dead? (Skrr)
That's the only kind of shit that gets you some respect
[Verse 5]
Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna get me for my soul
Thankful for the women that I know
Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe (Aye, aye)
[Verse 6]
Every month, she don't even love me
She just puttin' on a front
She gon' tryna settle outta court and make a run
Then gon' ask me how I'm doin'?
[Chorus]
I'm upset
Half a million on my head, I can't accept, yeah
Least it makes me feel like someone tried their best, yeah
Wanna waste a half a million? Be my guest
Made me wanna buy a vest and a TEC (Skrr)
[Chorus]
But I'm blessed, I just checked
Hate me, never met me in the flesh
Say she's got something she gotta come here and collect
That shit is in a box to the left, to the left
[Outro]
Got a lot of blood and it's cold
They keep tryna get me for my soul (For my soul)
Thankful for the women that I know (That I know)
Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Jordan Ortiz
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