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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eve
Eve
Vocals
Truth Hurts
Truth Hurts
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eve Jeffers
Eve Jeffers
Songwriter
Shari Watson
Shari Watson
Songwriter
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Producer
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Recording Engineer
Thomas Rounds
Thomas Rounds
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Daniel Baughman
Steve Daniel Baughman
Mixing Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You can love Eve, hate Eve, I don't care
Cop my shit, dog, play this here
Come through, ride out, bitch like me
Stomped out you little flames ever so politely, it's me
[Chorus]
You know what this is, got the crowd like what!
Ain't a bitch alive that can take my what!
This time when I come, it's gon' be like what!
It ain't hard to tell, you just been done
[Verse 2]
This bitch, sick spit, clips toxic
Oh, shit, that's it
Tired of my voice? Plug ya ears
Outrageous by choice? Love the stares
Knew my time would come, was prepared
Comeback second to none, still she here
What, whatever though, cats incredible
Watch me jaw-drop, y'all stuck like vegetables
Take my shine? That's my lifeline
Sit back and watch me chart climb, bitch, now it's all mine
I ain't givin' up or lettin' up, advice? Step it up
Slow down 'cause your mistakes is catchin' up
Fan's a fan and you scramblin', I'm sittin' pretty
Ain't nothing left but me standing and you ain't with me
Sob stories all you left with 'cause it's over
Some say I'm mad, nah, I'm just a little colder
[Chorus]
You know what this is, got the crowd like what!
Ain't a bitch alive that can take my what!
This time when I come, it's gon' be like what!
It ain't hard to tell you just been done
[Verse 3]
I'm the boss of this, know the cost when you floss with this
Got you lost like, "Excuse me, miss?"
Can't give up, you step, I jump five steps ahead
Need new shit, old tactics is dead
Anything that you thought was the shit, it ain't
All the things that you thought you could do, you can't
While I'm here, huh, stay prepared
Veins in ya eyes while you stare, nose flared out
Same as it used to be, **** clear out
Open spaces, huh, I replaced it
Disappointment on all ya faces
Cheer up, back to the basics, I geared up
Settled this, stuck, and I'm here, what?
What you gonna do to take me out? Nothing!
But thank you 'cause you caked me out, huh
Watched you, studied you, made me better
Played you, faded you, now they sweat her
Got through the door only 'cause they let her
Dose of the first was cool, but it gets better
Yeah, shit gets better
[Chorus]
You know what this is, got the crowd like what!
Ain't a bitch alive that can take my what!
This time when I come, it's gon' be like what!
It ain't hard to tell you just been done
Written by: Andre Young, Eve Jeffers, Truth Hurts
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