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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bri Steves
Bri Steves
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Songwriter
Brad Tallman
Brad Tallman
Songwriter
Briana Ashleigh Stevenson
Briana Ashleigh Stevenson
Songwriter
Dwayne Richard Chin-Quee
Dwayne Richard Chin-Quee
Songwriter
Isaac DeBoni
Isaac DeBoni
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Michael Mule
Michael Mule
Songwriter

Lyrics

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Rookie in the 'Vette
Seats are honey and it's set
Money callin', give me sec
One and I aint finished yet
Graduated now I'm checkin'
Dual TEC, full effect
Doing big things pressed
Names Bri, I ain't stressed
Remember when they ain't check for me
Now I'm in Miami cuttin' checks
And you can check that (Check it)
Only female in the game
Makin' **** step back
I ain't lying, I aint lying
3 songs a day, I ain't even tryin' ****
They don't ever see behind the scenes
Thought I fucked my way to the top
****, oh no, we don't do that girl
I just pick the right ones
Called networking and doin' somethin'
Now stop fuckin' all the bums
'Cause we don't fuck broke **** my fault
Son, he got me talking different
Seen the chain, it was different
Music money it be different
Everybody wanna mumble rap, shit
I was trying to make a difference
Back when it didn't make a difference
I still made a difference
Going three-peat, every damn week
Just to make ends meat
Had a job, gave it all up
Spent 3k just to make beats
**** can't cheat the work
Baby, all I do is work (Yeah)
I make my own lane work
So you could say I did it first
I don't even speak on it
No words, beat going like
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't even speak on it
No words, beat going like
I heard them **** felt a way
But I hang with different **** now
So I don't feel a way
Broke money people take, damn
I had to walk away
If you scared to leave the bottom
Then that's where you gon' stay
And I ain't comfortable with losing
****, had me losing ****
Want a better life, you gotta choose a ****
Told my Mama you gon' get the west wing
Power of the mind, It be the best thing
I'm always self investing, do you feel me yet?
My pops don't fuck with me,
Get a top ten, he gon' want his check
But **** only come around
When you start poppin on the internet
But I ain't done flexin', for a minute yet
If I got a peak, then I ain't hit it yet
Seen Rico whip, I ain't livin' yet
Doing things **** doing barely
I'm the hardest working one apparently
In school full time, working on an album
OG's tryin' to keep their spot, should be scared of me (Shit)
Can't tell me I'm not the hottest chick out in Philly
If they doubt, I'm gon' make em see
But I dont even speak on it
No words, beat going like
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't even speak on it
No words, beat going like
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't even speak on it
No words, beat going like
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Written by: Allen Ritter, Brad Tallman, Briana Ashleigh Stevenson, Dwayne Richard Chin-Quee, Isaac DeBoni, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Michael Mule, Steven Gomez
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