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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Game
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Just Liv
Songwriter
Wallis Lane
Songwriter
Cash Jones
Songwriter
Prince, Amir Motamedi
Songwriter
Stanley Benton
Songwriter
J. Taylor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wallis Lane
Producer
Prince, Amir Motamedi
Producer
Steve Baughman
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My daddy died I paid for his whole funeral
I get it I was supposed to
But after that, if you knew what I had to go through
You would understand why I wanted inside that hole to
You ain't even give me a hug or a pound yet
Askin for money daddy ain't even in the ground yet
That ain't what bros do
How you spend your whole life with a stranger you call your Brother that don't know you
2006 Bentley coupe parked at Nobu
I was your bulletproof vest when them Crips tried to smoke you
Shit be hurtin' my heart so I approached you
We on the same team but you think I'm tryna coach you
I was in first class I looked back you was mad so I gave up my seat and sat in coach to
Here's something to toast to I bought the weed the blunts you smoked that and the roach to
[Verse 2]
All this stress got me pourin' shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not
All this stress got me pourin' shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not
[Verse 3]
Over a bitch dog?
All this shit over a bitch dog?
I mean really over this bitch dog?
I was LeBron you were supposed to be my Rich Paul
Baby to Slim when a **** got rich dawg
But your love turn to hate that's what we split for
When the fuck you get soft?
And start talkin' behind my back like baby mamas when they pissed off
I couldn't fuck wit your energy when the shits off
Hate it or love it video inside that '64
Me and 50 was the twin towers, you hit us from the inside and watch both them shits fall
I almost died you didn't save me then
You ain't patch the bullet holes in my Mercedes Benz
You hate me now you hate me then
I remember the way you looked at me in my baby crib
My brother's keeper, right?
[Verse 4]
All this stress got me pourin' shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not
All this stress got me pourin' shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not
[Verse 5]
I can't believe this life took my pops
We fightin' each other and we both look like pops
Nah, I take that back I look like pops
And when I see you you look like opps
You look like Biggie I look like Pac
Fuck it we can both die, all this shit is for nothin
I'd kill my own brother I ain't bluffin'
Its a temptation of mine and you look like David Ruffin
I can see you all my enemies in a dark room
Or maybe I'm hallucinatin' like I'm off shrooms
But I'm not, you mad my life is a movie
And you been hatin' since turnin' off my cartoons
All this shit bottled inside I'm 'bout to blow up
Pimp the butterflies in my stomach before I throw up
So what I got this Hennesy its time to pour up
You 44 years old **** its time to grow up
[Verse 6]
All this stress got me pourin' shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not
All this stress got me pourin' shots
Can't hug my daddy so I hug the block
You supposed to be my family but I know you not
Written by: A. Motamedi, Cash Jones, Edgar Panford, Jayceon Taylor, Just Liv, Prince, Amir Motamedi, Stanley Benton, Wallis Lane