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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Headie One
Headie One
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Irving Adjei
Irving Adjei
Songwriter
Lem Springsteen
Lem Springsteen
Songwriter
John Ciafone
John Ciafone
Songwriter
Ultra Nate Wyche
Ultra Nate Wyche
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nastylgia
Nastylgia
Producer
PJ Pipe It Up
PJ Pipe It Up
Producer
Tyrell Paul
Tyrell Paul
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Tuffy
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Pipe it up PJ
(Nastylgia)
[Verse 2]
T house up north or near the coast, rudeboy, there's both
Spend this bread on jewels or spend it on smoke, man spend it on both
Countin' up this money from O or money from shows, man's countin' up both
Paps need a pattern business and a pattern up home, man patternin' both
Feds draw me out for works and smoke, tryna do me for both
They want me back on soc', using chips and rice, tryna pattern me both
But I'm on road, yellow bones, brown ones, I get lovin' from both
Money and success, just let a young **** go govern up both
[Verse 3]
Me and T Buck see two opps on the mains and we ended up doin' up both
Too much beef on the streets, we're hittin' two blocks, we're shootin' up both
I know feds want me back up in court, sat in front of the judge just doin' up oath
How many times in jail was it bread and oats? Put peanut butter on both
Now they say that I'm the king of drill, trap, rap, I'm doin' it all
Everywhere and everywhere, the gang's smokey, let the gang dem bring it on tour
Every day I hear **** tryna draw me out – why they all want me to war?
.44 long or that poisonous scopes – they don't want us bringin' out both
[Verse 4]
T house up north or near the coast, rudeboy, there's both
Spend this bread on jewels or spend it on smoke, man spend it on both
Countin' up this money from O or money from shows, man's countin' up both
Paps need a pattern business and a pattern up home, man patternin' both
Feds draw me out for works and smoke, tryna do me for both
They want me back on soc', using chips and rice, tryna pattern me both
But I'm on road, yellow bones, brown ones, I get lovin' from both
Money and success, just let a young **** go govern up both
[Verse 5]
I just dial up bro for a half of B and tell him pattern up coke
How many long afternoons did I spend in the T just baggin' up both?
Jailhouse, scramblin' eggs in a kettle, just wishin' I could have it with toast
I couldn't tell you how weak was the Sunday roast, rice pudding all in that bowl
See, this life of sin, I'm just tryna make sure my heart stays pure
Feds had me locked for time, evidence they never find, like Jah Cure
I was tryna get rich or die, fuck tryin', I'd rather be dead than poor
I'm really out here tryna govern it all, money, power, respect and more
[Verse 6]
T house up north or near the coast, rudeboy, there's both
Spend this bread on jewels or spend it on smoke, man spend it on both
Countin' up this money from O or money from shows, man's countin' up both
Paps need a pattern business and a pattern up home, man patternin' both
Feds draw me out for works and smoke, tryna do me for both
They want me back on soc', using chips and rice, tryna pattern me both
But I'm on road, yellow bones, brown ones, I get lovin' from both
Money and success, just let a young **** go govern up both
[Verse 7]
('Cause you're free to do what you want to do)
(You got to live your life) Both
(Do what you want to do)
Money and success, just let a young **** go govern up both
(You're free)
[Verse 8]
('Cause you're free)
Written by: Benjamin Uka, Emmanuel Oparah, Irving Adjei, John Ciafone, Lem Springsteen, Ultra Nate Wyche
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