Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ted Massena
Ted Massena
Songwriter
Anthony Brignoni
Anthony Brignoni
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charles Wheatle
Charles Wheatle
Producer

Lyrics

I been out the country, I been outta touch
Triple 7's on my neck now you outta luck
Time is money & you can add it up
I ain't looking back, my past still catching up
I'm just coming down, the sun is coming up
If you hit my phone, you better charge it up
Swear that they be fake when they be showing love
I don't know who real it, makes it hard to trust
You could lie to them, but you can't lie to us
We cut ties w/ them, they can't shop w/ us
These **** washed up they need to hang it up
& When I'm done my jersey they gon' hang it up
I just hit my jewler for that ice pack
You say you that **** where your shine at
I know you see the drip I know you like that
When they ain't know my name they didn't write back
I been out the country, I been outta touch
Triple 7's on my neck now you outta luck
Time is money & you can add it up
I ain't looking back, my past still catching up
I'm just coming down, the sun is coming up
If you hit my phone, you better charge it up
Swear that they be fake when they be showing love
Written by: Anthony Brignoni, Ted Massena
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