Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Logic
Logic
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Composer
Larry Griffin, Jr.
Larry Griffin, Jr.
Songwriter
Mark Landon
Mark Landon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
S1
S1
Producer
Casey Cuayo
Casey Cuayo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bobby Campbell
Bobby Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
M-Phazes
M-Phazes
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Livin' good, I been livin' good
Rollin' through my hood, understood
Just a young'n in this bitch, up to no good
In the whip every day with Nicki
She be ridin' with me, never trip
Rollin through my city with hundreds and fifties
[Verse 2]
Out the blue like a crip, but I never bang, no
They ain't know we been at it way before the fame, ho
We been at it way before the fame, ho
We been at it way before the fame
Take a  trip, little trip, life is what you make of it
I been focused on this music, can't fuck with no basic bitch
Let me switch the flow up, the flow up a little bit
No, I ain't just tryna hit it, get it
[Verse 3]
This bounce, if you really 'bout it, but I doubt it, yes I do
Seem like all this new shit really just left over residue
I'm comin' through, if I see your bitch, I bet she comin' too
What it do, we ain't never switch it up, we keep it true
[Verse 4]
Out the blue like a crip, but I never bang, no
They ain't know we been at it way before the fame, ho
(Way before the, way before the) way before the fame, ho
At it way before the, way before the fame
(Bounce) Way before the, way before the fame
(Bounce) Way before that fame
(Bounce, bounce, bounce) Way before, you do better way before
Throttled with my homies that be down with me
Pop bottles with my homies that be down with me
Throttled with my homies that be down with me
Pop, pop, pop bottles with my homies that be down with me
[Verse 5]
Back again, like I never left, had to take a breath
'Cause Nicki been fuckin' with me hardcore
God, goddamn, that's my fuckin' jam, they know who I am, bitch
Bounce, homie smoke an ounce, fuck it, make it count
When my album date announced, I pronounce I'm a killer
Bumpin' everything from Project Pat to Dilla
It's truly disgusting, the amount of money that we gross
Coast to coast, nation wide tour, then we hit the world
Rubber duck, if your bitch bad, we might hit your girl
Backpack, know the deal, what's the model, keep it real
[Verse 6]
I know I got it, I want it, I need it, we livin' it
Era when they get deleted, I'm wonderin' if I'ma make it
Man, fuck it, I'll take it, that record, I'll break it
These bitches, they love me but I never covet, I just keep it goin'
That's why I be flowin', I'm already knowin'
This life that I'm livin' don't know what I'm givin'
It's so hard not to give in
[Verse 7]
Out the blue like a crip, but I never bang, no
They ain't know we been at it way before the fame, ho
Way before the fame, ho
At it way before the, way before the fame
(Bounce) Way before the, way before the fame
(Bounce) Way before the fame
(Bounce, bounce, bounce) Way before, you do better way before
Throttled with my homies that be down with me
Pop bottles with my homies that be down with me
Throttled with my homies that be down with me
Pop, pop, pop bottles with my homies that be down with me
Written by: Larry Griffin, Jr., Mark Landon, Robert Hall, Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
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