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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Vocals
Tay Keith
Programming
JT
Vocals
Yung Miami
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jatavia Johnson
Songwriter
Caresha Brownlee
Songwriter
Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
Songwriter
Lasana Smith
Songwriter
Teiron Robinson
Songwriter
Durk Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tay Keith
Producer
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
The ANMLS
Co-Producer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm from Liberty City (Across the bridge)
Nah, bitch, I ain't from South Beach, I raised me
Bitch my mama was in the streets, no co-d (Yeah, no)
I ain't no rat, I don't know a thing, my homies (Tay Keith, fuck these **** up)
Still had to eat off that scammin' thing
[Verse 2]
I know some **** totin' .40's like they ID's
I know some bitches gettin' purses off of ID's (Facts)
I got my city on lock and the master key (Yeah)
Pussy so good, make him say "Uh, this that Master P"
[Verse 3]
Gun slang (Gun slang)
You know we raised on that concrete (On the concrete)
I know one thing
We from the trenches not the palm tree (Yeah)
Codeine (Codeine)
I'm sippin' lean for the protein
Ain't no co-defendant (No co-defendant)
Slide on them blocks by my lonely (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gun slang (Gun slang)
You know we raised on that concrete (On the concrete)
I know one thing
We from the trenches not the palm tree (Yeah)
Codeine (Codeine)
I'm sippin' lean for the protein
Ain't no co-defendant (No co-defendant)
Slide on them blocks by my lonely (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4]
Uh, I'm from Opa-Locka, home of the choppers (Choppers)
City Girls, Summer, JT, that's my partner (City)
I'm a Dade bitch, Brown Subs to the Scotts (Period)
Lil' pretty bitch, but them killers from the lots will slide for me (Doo, doo, doo)
I got some bitches and some **** that'll bust for me (Boop, boop, boop)
So don't fuck wit' me
Young bum ****, caught me lackin' hit the wagon up
Now the hood lookin' for 'em, 'bout to body bag 'em up (My ****)
[Verse 5]
Gun slang (Gun slang)
You know we raised on the concrete (On the concrete)
I know one thing
We from the trenches not the palm tree (Yeah)
Codeine (Codeine)
I'm sippin' lean for the protein
Ain't no co-defendant (No co-defendant)
Slide on them blocks by my lonely (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gun slang (Gun slang)
You know we raised on the concrete (On the concrete)
I know one thing
We from the trenches not the palm tree (Yeah)
Codeine (Codeine)
I'm sippin' lean for the protein
Ain't no co-defendant (No co-defendant)
Slide on them blocks by my lonely (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 6]
Man, I came up from the bottom, that's why I'm talkin' cash shit (Cash shit)
Man, I went in my mama purse and I had got my ass kicked (Got my ass kicked)
Let a **** see his kids, you goin' out like a sad bitch (Sad)
You look better than yo' kids and you got yo' ass did (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't even tell them **** I love they ass no more 'cause I don't force it (No)
I just put the label check inside the streets so go and avoid it
Ever since I call myself the voice, I'm startin' to hear some voices (I'm startin' to hear some voices)
And they told your ass to tell, and you did, you had a choice (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 7]
Gun slang (Gun slang)
You know we raised on the concrete (On the concrete)
I know one thing
We from the trenches not the palm tree (Yeah)
Codeine (Codeine)
I'm sippin' lean for the protein
Ain't no co-defendant (No co-defendant)
Slide on them blocks by my lonely (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 8]
I tilt my heads to real **** who been real wit' it (Who been real)
I know you love the streets to death, just don't get killed in it (Don't get)
I bought a crush, not for no drink, I put my pills in it (Put my pills in it)
Can't nobody tell us shit, you gotta deal wit' it (Gun slang)
Written by: Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Caresha Brownlee, Durk Banks, Jatavia Johnson, Lasana Smith, Teiron Robinson