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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Wave
Rod Wave
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodarius Green
Rodarius Green
Songwriter
Aaron Tago
Aaron Tago
Songwriter
Kyre Trask
Kyre Trask
Songwriter
Hagan Lange
Hagan Lange
Songwriter
Beau Hobson Glaser
Beau Hobson Glaser
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Tago
Yung Tago
Producer
kdubb
kdubb
Producer
Hagan
Hagan
Producer
Travis Harrington
Travis Harrington
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, that's probably Tago
Had to run that bitch back
I swear, once they see where a **** come from
All of this shit that you had to go through, bruh
They don't understand
I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw
Have to die for 'em to understand
Hey, Lilkdubb
[Verse 1]
Young **** from the bottom of the map
Came up riding with the strap, iron on his lap
One false move, get whacked
Got the whole hood on his back, and it's just like that
For my **** trapped in the trap
Pray to God we all make it back, pray we all make it back
Gotta pray we all make it back
And I know it's raw that I rap, but a street **** first
Tell the crackers free Mac Deezy
Ma, look at your son, I'm on TV, they didn't believe me
**** went and got it off the greezy
It's hard, but I make it look easy, a crazy achievement
Won't really fuck with no rappers
All these **** hustling backwards, misguiding the youth
But long as I know the truth
That's another subject for after, and I'm riding in the Rover
[Verse 2]
12 keep on trying to pull me over
Asking a **** if I stole it, I bought it, I own it
I remember walking to school
Catching the bus early morning, like, "Ma, I ain't going"
I was in the hallways roaming
But I still got my diploma, I got my diploma
Went to school all twelve years
Just to get a job selling donuts, man, that's crazy
I ain't with the minimum waging
I ain't with the modern day slavery, the fuck is you saying?
Told the crackers, "Fuck you, pay me"
Had to tell 'em, "Fuck you, pay me", it's back to the block
Well, I guess it's back to the block
In the streets running 'round playing hooky (Hooky)
And I ain't never sold no crack
But I'm so street, I can cook it
[Bridge]
And I know it's hard to find a way
But you're bound to see brighter days
A million dollars can't change me, ****
'Cause hard times made me, ****
A hard grind saved me, ****
I got it off the pavement, ****, I got it off the pavement, my ****
[Chorus]
Young **** from the bottom of the map
Came up riding with the strap (Yeah, yeah)
Young **** got the hood on his back
He got the whole hood on his back, yeah
Didn't think you'd be who you are, my ****
Didn't think you'd take it this far, my **** (Okay)
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
Give a fuck what they saying
You like the greatest to me, yeah
[Outro]
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
You like the greatest, you like the greatest to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck what they saying, you like the greatest to me, yeah
'Cause a **** built off this shit, bruh, this shit in me, bruh, for real
Aye, free C5, man, grrah
We ain't forget about you, my ****
Oh, you grindin'?
Written by: Aaron Tago, Beau Hobson Glaser, Hagan Lange, Kyre Trask, Rodarius Green
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