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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Zay Osama
Vocals
Kamau Brunson
Programming
Chew Chew
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darrell Cooper Jr
Composer
Isaiah Dukes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terrance Smith
Mixing Engineer
Chew Chew
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
From the mud, from the mud for real
[Instrumental]
They might talk like they got it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
[Chorus]
Watch these **** leech
Watch **** while you sleep
When you ain't got it they gon' leave
When you ain't got it where they be?
If you ain't poppin' they be sleep
Killas with me, they in reach
Only the family, I'ma take it to the G
You've got to watch your homie
Money make 'em say they love you
They homie snitched on brodie
I'll pay my brother lawyer
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, pay my brother lawyer
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, them **** ain't for you
[Verse 1]
I was in the streets as a youngin'
My mama couldn't tell me nothin'
I was out there sellin' papers
I was out there beatin' the buckets
I was out there sellin' diamonds
I was tryna get me some money
No one helped me, label tried to shelf me
Everyone left me, I wasn't healthy
I wasn't able to get no money, my whole team stopped supportin'
I gave everything, they take advantage, how you say I wasn't loyal?
I ain't buy you them Gucci shoes bro? How you say that I ain't loyal?
I took my shirt up off my back and gave it to you
Took my baby mama car when you were stranded, I made it to you
And I don't never count favors, when I was down you counted them favors didn't you?
These streets don't love nobody
Do it all for a ****, and they'll still make you a body
SRT's for the gang, Glocks and unlimited parties
Bitches poppin' out 'cause of me, when I leave, they end the party
You ain't never kill shit, I shot guns and ain't say shit
You tell me to put your names in songs, the only reason I did
Make a **** stop claimin' the hood over some aggressive shit I said
You ain't gang anyway, fuck ****, I said what I said
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Watch these **** leech
Watch **** while you sleep
When you ain't got it they gon' leave
When you ain't got it where they be?
If you ain't poppin' they be sleep
Killas with me, they in reach
Only the family, I'ma take it to the G
You've got to watch your homie
Money make 'em say they love you
They homie snitched on brodie
I'll pay my brother lawyer
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, pay my brother lawyer
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, them **** ain't for you
Written by: Darrell Cooper, Darrell Cooper Jr, Isaiah Dukes