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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Songwriter
Darius Henry
Songwriter
Joseph Langston
Songwriter
Aiden Crane
Songwriter
Jon Lazri
Songwriter
Joel Schinder
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Dee
Producer
jee
Producer
joeldemora
Producer
101Slide
Producer
Real Red
Recording Engineer
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Logan Schmitz
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It get worse before it get better
Just make sure you mean it before you say them four letters
Feel like this could be forever
I ain't tryna pick for you, but it's now or never
The streets and you, I be torn between the two
Got to a point I was lyin' to keep you
Knowin' she just talkin', but she talkin' 'bout how she through
I'm like bitch, stop playin' with me, find you something safe to do
[Verse 2]
They want my attention, but you saw me play it cool
I really paid dues, your foot couldn't fit inside my shoes
I'm stamped where I'm from, I ain't got nothin' else to prove
Tryna better my position, I had no choice but to choose
Your bitch see what you don't see when them **** actin' fool
If shit pop off right now, who you really know gon' shoot?
[Verse 3]
Mean but lovie-dovie, gangsta when she in public
Fuck her, she talkin' slutty, left it in when I nutted
Trouble in paradise, sometimes it be
Pointless if we ain't on the same time it be
Listen, quit talkin' over me when I be tryna speak
Her vibe like the guys, so I call her my G
[Verse 4]
Trouble in paradise, sometimes it be
Pointless if we ain't on the same time it be
Listen, quit talkin' over me when I be tryna speak
Her vibe like the guys, so I call her my G
Written by: Aiden Crane, Darius Henry, Demario White, Joel Schindler, Jon Lazri, Joseph Langston