Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Wave
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodarius Green
Lyrics
Thomas Horton
Composer
Frank Dante Gilliam III
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tre Gilliam
Producer
TntXD
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Uh, uh
I ain't felt this way in a minute (Uh, uh)
I just blew the roof through the ceilin' (Uh)
I just woke up to another million (Uh)
Finally made my way out of the trenches
And I still
[PostChorus]
Take a brick and break a brick and get it gone, yeah
Take a bitch and break a bitch and send her home, yeah
'Bout my brothers, you in trouble, they right or they wrong, yeah
All that I know, yeah, murder she wrote, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
Okay, gang, gang forever, I'ma die for my my respect (Uh)
Say my name whenever, get you popped through a text (Uh)
100k or better, I just wrapped it 'round my neck
Johnny Dang, king of bling, I just went, fucked up a check (Uh)
On the road, doin' shows, comin' to yo' city next
Bunch of bottom boys survivors, we a long way from the jets (Uh)
Hit my knees, I'm thankin' God, I finally get to flex
Reminisce about hard times right before I bought a jet
And who need a stylist when you got all this money pilin'?
All it took was guidance, a young **** but far from childish
Me and Lil' Jet gon' get them loads, get 'em gone and then rewind it
He sold 400 Ps and brought back eight hundred thousand
[Chorus]
I ain't felt this way in a minute (Uh-uh)
I just blew the roof through the ceilin' (Uh)
I just woke up to another million (Uh)
Finally made my way out of the trenches
And I still
[PostChorus]
Take a brick and break a brick and get it gone, yeah
Take a bitch and break a bitch and send her home, yeah
'Bout my brothers, you in trouble, they right or they wrong, yeah
All that I know, yeah, murder she wrote, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, okay
Written by: Frank Dante Gilliam III, Rodarius Green, Thomas Horton