Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
M Huncho
M Huncho
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
M Huncho
M Huncho
Composer
Quincy
Quincy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quincy
Quincy
Producer
Sean D
Sean D
Mastering Engineer
Quincy Ferreira
Quincy Ferreira
Producer
Quincy Tellem
Quincy Tellem
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Late night, standin' at the drapes
Checkin' who's outside, somethin' in the place (Hmm-hmm)
Fell till I climbed, learned from my mistakes, didn't do it twice (Hmm-hmm)
Some are too concerned, probably my worth, Huncho's overpriced
(Hmm-hmm)
(Hmm-hmm)
(Hmm-hmm)
Keep a distance, I don't force it
Millis get you on the Forbes list
Got my people by my si-i-ide
So we shine like we flawless
I can never be a tourist
Washed up olders, man, I just ignore them
And I got seven figures, tell me who's important?
Now tell me who's important
[Verse 2]
Opinions from people like look like they still have their bikes in their rooms
They're bums, I cannot give them no room
Enough, it ain't easy what I do
I never claimed me a set, I still get rid of the food
Hydraulic presses turn one into two, two, two, two, two, two, two
Faith in my god and the trust in my brothers
They hate when I'm really just not in my mood
So when I'm let down and feelin' upset
They wanna go do, do, do, do, do, do, do
I do not cap in my rap, issa fact but the question is brothers do you, you, you, you?
I'm driving somethin' exotic, I don't really check for none of these pricks in my view
I'm tunnel vision, a man on a mission, I'm still in the kitchen
I am, bro
[Verse 3]
They give flowers to people who don't even own a vase
And I know they sat down on tables and had debates
I'm good, I'm alright, I'm built this way
I'm an ape, I'm straight, buy a house by the lake
They still live at their mums on a council estate
And I'm wise when I make my decisions
'Cause gettin' caught is all long, so is prison
Gotta think about all the past and the present
Separate the days, now I'm grown, I ain't kiddin'
[Verse 4]
Everything's got a price
Everybody's got a fear
Everybody's gonna die
I'm just waitin' for the day
I won't care about the price, I won't
[Verse 5]
Bread, butter, hold this
That's what I'm gettin' to (Cash)
I like my money toasted
I like it folded
Clean, rubbered, folded
I applaud it
Written by: M Huncho, Quincy
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