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YG My Life 4Hunnid REVIEW | Good or Bad?
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
YG
Vocals
Calboy
Calboy
Vocals
Lil Mosey
Lil Mosey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Samuel Ahana
Samuel Ahana
Songwriter
Diego Avedaño
Diego Avedaño
Songwriter
Calvin Woods
Calvin Woods
Songwriter
Jamal Rashid
Jamal Rashid
Songwriter
Lathan Echols
Lathan Echols
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swish
Swish
Producer
Mally Mall
Mally Mall
Producer
Dilan "Dillo" Rajan
Dilan "Dillo" Rajan
Recording Engineer
Andrew Grossman
Andrew Grossman
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Bryant
Jacob Bryant
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Diego Avedaño
Diego Avedaño
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sippin' on that drink daily, I ain't livin' right
I'm out on bail for two cases, really I'm livin' that life
They tryna connect the dots, but they don't connect like pinstripes
Why you call my phone, when you know it's tap? ****, that's an indict
I need to find a vibe, so we gon' vibe, lil thing that's gon' get me right
She tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type
You can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride dick all night
I need me a freak who wanna fuck all week with some pussy that's wet and tight
[Verse 2]
I need me a dime who gon' ride till the end
Some money and some time, you and I, we can spend
I gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends
Is you down to take it for me if police get behind this bitch?
Is you down to go to war for me?
Fuck up your life in these streets
Put it down to floor for me
Put you in some ice and some mink
You be wantin' more from me
Tryna make me strong when I'm weak
You be wantin' more for me
But I like you more as a friend
[Verse 3]
I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again
I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends
Thinkin' about me coming home, but this road never end
I think I been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again
And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, aye
I just had to break free from my tie, aye
Told that boy just take heat when y'all slide, aye
I can't let 'em take me from my guys, aye
And I think about it over and over again
Mama said, "You should come home, you too close to the end"
Wanna play 'round with that dough, put some bones on his head
And a young **** swing that dope, see the road through the glass
And we came up from that floor, only more was to get a bag
Wanna play 'round with that .4, then he know that he dead
Swear to God I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead
I done got rich and I know that these broke **** mad
[Verse 4]
I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again
I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends
Thinkin' 'bout me coming home but this road never end
I think I been done with love, I'm not hurting again
And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, aye
I just had to break free from my tie, aye
Told that boy just take heat when y'all slide, aye
I can't let 'em take me from my guys, aye
[Verse 5]
Yeah, lil bitty bitch and I fuck wit' my chains on
'Member I was buggin', she told me to get on (Get on)
Ain't see my mama cry in so long
They keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on
Designer waist, hop in the whip and I race (Skrrt)
Hope my **** okay, put racks up in his face (Racks)
Didn't take long, but I knew that I would be here (I did)
Cup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill (I know)
If it wasn't for God, then I swear I wouldn't be here
Holding on, swear I know I don't need no pills (No pills)
If you ain't gon' slide, lil ****, don't even go there (Don't even go)
Flooded my ice till point I can't even see still (Flooded my ice)
My bro right next to me (Next to me)
We wiping these diamonds clean (We wipe)
There ain't no finer me (No)
I moved to a private beach
We hit till the bank close (Bank)
Transfer with Rico
So what do we know?
Blew up on Vlone
[Verse 6]
And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, aye
I just had to break free from my tie, aye
Told that boy just take heat when y'all slide, aye
I can't let 'em take me from my guy
[Verse 7]
Take me high when I got mob ties
Over me, they touch, I slide
Block gon' be his camouflage
Can't leave my babies traumatized
Bad apple, I got a bag
Expensive, got a bag
Did his family proud
Written by: Avendano Diego Javier, Calvin Woods, Diego Avedaño, Jamal Rashid, Keenon Jackson, Lathan Echols, Samuel Ahana
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