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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wesson Desir
Wesson Desir
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wesson Desir
Wesson Desir
Composer
Daniel Cartisano
Daniel Cartisano
Composer
Harry Edwards
Harry Edwards
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Cartisano
Daniel Cartisano
Producer
Harry Edwards
Harry Edwards
Producer
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
Mixing Engineer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm old enough to know I don't know enough
I digress on you
Young enough to get this money up
Fuck around, flex on you
[Verse 2]
Fuck it, just tell me you with it
I know them **** kill for my position
Four hoes and a clipboard, I'm takin' attendance
Kudos to the clique, boy, should see how we did it
Admit it, you love us, should cut all the cap
Why the hell you makin' this hard for me?
Your heart's for me, I'll take it and dash
They throwin' out fake love just in case (For what?)
Just to claim they been fucked with you
Ain't even keepin' in touch with you
I tell them get up, I see through the getup
You **** is gettin' too comfortable, ah
Can't hold my tongue off the Tito's
It's hittin' me hard, think it's Beetlejuice
But it's hittin' 'em harder than we know
[Verse 3]
I'm old enough to know I don't know enough
I digress on you
Young enough to get this money up
Fuck around, flex on you
[Verse 4]
I'm givin' 'em jumpstarts
Like charity drive, givin' out One Stars
They wouldn't have tried had I let my run start
Whole lotta two outta tens
I'm letting 'em win on a whim
[Verse 5]
Grant a wish, I'm holdin' my fist
Letting 'em get in a hit, yeah
Letting 'em off, serving it raw
I wear my heart on my lip
Split with my mom, break off my dawgs
Not on no charity shit
Know they was there for me when
Them **** had doubted me, that's my incentive
So I gladly take the offense (Yeah, yeah)
Way to get me in the mode, knockin' out three in a row
I'm stuck in the stu', been locked in the crib like parole
Feel like I'm stuntin' your growth
You provin' your worth it by skippin' on meetings for Vogue
I hate to be the one takin' a toll, rather be on my own
Too many nights on the road
And people on hold for these calls askin' me for a show
No one to manage me yet
Rather give that percent to the broski you  knew I would blow
Ensurin' my circle solid and there's no way around it
Too soon to be havin' but this ain't allowance
Too childish and violent, the fireplace stylish
Beheaded the goats, now I'm gettin' them mounted
[Verse 6]
I'm old enough to know I don't know enough
I digress on you
Young enough to get this money up
Fuck around, flex on you
[Verse 7]
I'm givin' 'em jumpstarts
Like charity drive, givin' out One Stars
They wouldn't have tried had I let my run start
Whole lotta two outta tens
I'm lettin' 'em win on a whim
Written by: Daniel Cartisano, Harry Edwards, Wesson Desir
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