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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tjay
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Craig Edwards
Songwriter
Tione Merritt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Acg Burna
Producer
Drü Oliver
Recording Engineer
Eric Lagg
Mastering Engineer
Bordeaux
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Still a youngin' I ran up them bands
Shit's now going exactly as planned
See the diamonds jump on they dance
Walk around with that gun in my pants
Now my **** ain't throwin' no hands
He said he was with it, he saw me and ran
Growin' up I ain't know how to scam
So juggin' and robbin' got me in a jam
[Verse 2]
I got **** locked up in the can
Most the **** they haters, they fans
On my necks it's a whole lotta grams
I'll soon go to Cali, can't wait till I land
On my momma I want this shit bad so I'm in the studio, gotta go HAM
On my momma I'm doin' the dash, I went through that once, I can't do it again
[Verse 3]
One two three four five dead **** up in the sky
I be smokin' on deadies, y'all **** ain't ready for pressure we finna apply
SB **** never gon' lie, **** want clout so I gotta move wise
AP is dancing I call her my prize
Boy if you want it, stop tuckin' your pride
If you want it I'm uppin' the nine
Fuck all this fame shit I'm bussin' for mine
Tuckin' the like trauma like nothing inside
I'm from the jungle, it's hard to survive
What you jackin', you pickin' a side
Bro said he lacking, I kick him a vibe
I'm pistol-packin', it keep me alive
Heard **** rattin', it fucked with my mind, damn
[Verse 4]
How you my brother, you tellin' on ****, I don't understand
I done did hard time for the gang, I'll do it again
I'm tryna focus on music so prison not part of the plan
But ****, I'm with it, don't ever forget it, ain't shakin' no hands
[Verse 5]
Too many snakes, gotta keep it low
**** gon' hate knowin' I'ma blow
I'm outta state always on the road
Pick up the pace you be movin' slow
[Verse 6]
Call up my hitters, they ready to slide just gotta say "go"
Do it for Smelly, it's really his drive, forever my bro
Shit be too hot, I can't talk on the phone
Someone gon' die, better leave it alone
You said you with it, boy fix up your tone
My thottie come line you they bad to the bone
I fuck your thottie, I'm making her moan
I had to sober up, get in my zone
'Member I thought I would never come home
Well not even money, ain't ask for no loan
[Verse 7]
I had to get that shit all on my own, ain't nobody care
They try to get me to talk like I'm grown, won't nobody there
Ain't tryna play fair, you finna get done up just stoppin' and stare
That chopper don't care, why you droppin' the addy you not really there
[Verse 8]
How you my brother, you tellin' on ****, I don't understand
I done did hard time for the gang, I'll do it again
I'm tryna focus on music so prison not part of the plan
But ****, I'm with it, don't ever forget it, ain't shakin' no hands
[Verse 9]
How you my brother, you tellin' on ****, I don't understand
I done did hard time for the gang, I'll do it again
I'm tryna focus on music so prison not part of the plan
But ****, I'm with it, don't ever forget it, ain't shakin' no hands
[Verse 10]
Y'all **** gon' say what y'all say
We gon' pull up broad day ain't nobody tryna play
Okay 'cause you really wanna have it your way
Gunplay we gon' still get your ass some way
I won't let **** fuck up my vibe
**** really be fakin', disguise
Music been on my mind since '09
It's 2021, I ain't wastin' no time
Same ****, ain't a damn thing changed
Program not the same no names
I don't drink but I pop champagne
It's for Smelly and E and the SB gang
Fuckboy, you ain't takin' no chain
What clout? You ain't got no name
.30 clip, let the whole thing bang
We some young wild **** that just can't be tamed
Red beam just to help my aim
Big chop so it flock on rain
They gon' call me insane, brodie died and I still never dropped no names
Y'all **** ain't got no pain
For this shit, better watch your game
Who'd have ever thought you'd rock Balmains, got a AP flooded I ain't rockin' no Jane
Rap money flip it like cocaine
New expenses I gotta maintain
**** feel like I ain't had no brains till I got in the studio and everything changed
Quick blow, I ain't gotta explain
I'm still tryna get used to this fame
Pussy boy must've thought it's a game
This life ain't for you, better stay in your lane
[Verse 11]
How you my brother, you tellin' on ****, I don't understand
I done did hard time for the gang, I'll do it again
I'm tryna focus on music so prison not part of the plan
But ****, I'm with it, don't ever forget it, ain't shakin' no hands
[Verse 12]
How you my brother, you tellin' on ****, I don't understand
I done did hard time for the gang, I'll do it again
I'm tryna focus on music so prison not part of the plan
But ****, I'm with it, don't ever forget it, ain't shakin' no hands
Written by: Craig Edwards, Lil Tjay