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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Spinz
DJ Spinz
Producer
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
Mixing Engineer
Bryan Anzel
Bryan Anzel
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Whoa)
I was trying to tell you be cool, 'cause I ain't never want to see you go through it
I ain't even have to trap no more, 'cause I was doin' it too fluently
I told myself I would never rob nobody and I end up doin' it (Who that Trey?)
[Verse 2]
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
[Verse 3]
All this dope I sold, I tell my real life, finna go cop me a Ghost
I was already ahead of the wave, now I gotta go out and buy me a boat
Rich **** fuckin' on the baddest bitch
I still fuck a average bitch
I be on some savage shit
Ran it up with this rappin' shit
[Verse 4]
Casually pimpin' these bitches, I don't give a fuck if the bitch is Catholic
I give zero fucks, you could worship the devil, bitch, just drive these bricks
I got the preacher's daughter sellin' pussy, bitch gon' make me rich
I might've fucked the little thot on the strength or because it was late and a **** was lit
Came off the block, I was just posted with all of the demons and did what I did
Codeine, wock, plastic glock, drop my top, pull off on a cop
Broke a block, down to rock, disturbin' the peace like I'm Chris
I'm not the average street ****, stop frontin', put diamonds on you, bitch
Codeine, wock, plastic glock, killed the box, I slapped the top
I just whacked this ****, bitch
Codeine, wock, plastic glock
Broke a block, down to rock, disturbin' the peace like I'm Chris
[Verse 5]
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
Came off the block, I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
Came off the block I was posted with demons
[Verse 6]
All this dope I sold, I tell my real life, finna go cop me a Ghost
I was already ahead of the wave, now I gotta go out and buy me a boat
Rich **** fuckin' on the baddest bitch
I still fuck a average bitch
I be on some savage shit
Ran it up with this rappin' shit
[Verse 7]
I can't never forget when I was starvin', that shit make me sick
I wouldn't care if I never seen your face again, you crazy bitch
All this ice on, you can see through tint when it's just 3%
Black and stone, my diamonds on
Sylvester Stallone, Sylvester Stallone diamonds, yeah
No, these not the wrong diamonds
Sylvester Stallone diamonds
No these not the wrong diamonds (These not the wrong diamonds)
You can see with your eyes on your own
I done went against odds before
Making it, taking it, they see the wrong
If the streets don't kill you first, ****, it's gon' to make you strong
I done came from out the dirty, ****, buried the money in the floor
I got racks on me, and I'm froze
Rockin' tennis chains on you hoes
[Verse 8]
Came off the block I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
Came off the block I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
Came off the block I was posted with demons
You ain't did the shit I did
Came off the block I was posted with
You ain't did the shit I did
Written by: Gary Rafael Hill, Nayvadius Wilburn
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