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PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Von
King Von
Vocals
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Programming
Pooh Beatz
Pooh Beatz
Programming
Turn Me Up Josh
Turn Me Up Josh
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Christopher Dotson
Christopher Dotson
Songwriter
Darryl Clemons
Darryl Clemons
Songwriter
Dayvon Bennett
Dayvon Bennett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Turn Me Up Josh
Turn Me Up Josh
Producer
Pooh Beatz
Pooh Beatz
Producer
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Von
Hit Maka
[Chorus]
Beat them odds and wasn't even trying to (Wasn't even tryin')
Ain't finna beef about no bitch though, she mine too (Know she mine)
Press these **** a'bout them issues, up that iron too (Up that iron)
Put all my opps on t-shirts come like a drive-thru
Tooka was playin' crazy, so he got fired too (He got fired too)
Cartier on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
Comb through all these snakes, I use a fine tooth (I use a fine tooth)
Back to back them Wraiths, we in a line too
Tooka was playin' crazy, so he got fired too (He got fired too)
Cartier on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
Comb through all these snakes, I use a fine tooth (I use a fine tooth)
Back to back them Wraiths we in a line too (We in a line too)
[Verse 1]
Broad day shootout with the opps, **** die can't make this up
We hop out on **** block, police hopped out they chasin' us
Why they chasin' us?
We gon' hit 'em up
Y'all ain't did enough
Now go get 'em up
The block is hot but we ain't stop until we catch a body
Yeah, I got opps
Gon' be the one to start it ain't gon' stop 'em
Yeah, I got demons in my body, skeletons all in my closet
Had to gang bang, I ain't have no options
Till I made it out the projects
[Chorus]
Beat them odds and wasn't even trying too (Wasn't even trying)
Ain't finna beef about no bitch though, she mine too (She mine too)
Press these **** 'bout them issues, up that iron too (Up that iron)
Put all my opps on t-shirts come like a drive-thru
Tooka was playin' crazy, so he got fired too (He got fired too)
Cartier on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
Comb through all these snakes, I use a fine tooth (I use a fine tooth)
Back to back them Wraiths, we in a line too
[Verse 2]
**** bitches, I know it I keep my distance like COVID
I got the world on my shoulders, just wish my family was closer
All the secrets he told 'em, he gave a statement, he wrote it
I give advice and they quote it, I beat that body I'm goated
My bag so big I can't blow it
I run the city they know it
I keep a glock, but don't show it
It hide so good you won't know it
I got some beef up in NOLA, ****, and ain't even know it
I hear you rappin' that gangsta shit but now you gotta show me
I'm 2-4 like I'm Kobe
(Yeah) Shoot like Ginobili
Better pay me, you owe me
We get caught, you don't know me
I got rich now I'm phony
I got my O'Block tatted on me
Bitch, I'll die for my homies
I'll take your life, you don't know me
[Chorus]
Tooka was playin' crazy, so he got fired too (He got fired too)
Cartier on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
Comb through all these snakes, I use a fine tooth (I use a fine tooth)
Back to back them Wraiths, we in a line too
Tooka was playin' crazy, so he got fired too (He got fired too)
Cartier on my brothers, I do mines too (I do mines too)
Comb through all these snakes, I use a fine tooth (I use a fine tooth)
Back to back them Wraiths, we in a line too (We in a line too)
[Outro]
Von
Written by: Dayvon Bennett, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons, Christopher Chrishan Dotson, Reginald Smalls
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