Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Kid LAROI
Vocals
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Internet Money
Vocals
Cxdy
Programming
Nico Baran
Programming
Taz Taylor
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlton Howard
Songwriter
Nico Baran
Songwriter
Cody Rounds
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nico Baran
Producer
Cxdy
Producer
Taz Taylor
Producer
Edgar
Recording Engineer
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Josh Deguzman
Assistant Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Hector Vega
Assistant Engineer
Fili Filizzola
Assistant Engineer
Connor Hedge
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
Perfect
Internet Money, bitch
Haha, yeah
Yeah
I remember times when I ain't have shit
No food in my crib, now I live lavish (oh, no-no-no)
They say they love me to my face, but they can't stand it
Them hoes ain't fuck with me back then, now they attracted
FN attached to my bro, and he gon' blast it
Don't tell me what I've been through, you don't know
Made it out the mud, with or without you I'm good
Did it for my lil' bro, just to show him one day you could
I did this for my mama 'cause I told her one day I would
My life been tragic, thank you for askin'
I've seen too many of my fam end up in caskets
I've seen too many of my friends turn into ashes
Wish I still had them
Light a blunt, put it to the sky, I'm tryna get high (high)
Yeah, what's up? Look at me in my eyes, tell me it's alright (alright)
Had to cut plenty people off, money on my mind
I can't fuck with 'em, I can't trust nobody but I
I remember times when I ain't have shit (yeah)
No food in my crib, now I live lavish
They say they love me to my face, but they can't stand it
Them hoes ain't fuck with me back then, now they attracted
FN attached to my bro and he gon' blast it
Don't tell me what I've been through, you don't know
Made it out the mud, with or without you I'm good
Did it for my lil' bro, just to show him one day you could
I did this for my mama 'cause I told her one day I would
They hate so bad-bad, huh, my money up, they fake as fuck
I know they mad-mad, huh, I still ain't done, I ain't switchin' up
I ain't givin' up, I'm goin' in, word to my friends
I ain't thinking clear tell me what I did, I just whip the Benz
I'd give it all back right now just to see you smile
I'd give my hoes back on slime just to hear you now
They ain't my friend, ain't my woadie, ain't my dawg
For to get some money, be the only reason that they come around
And the top down, everythin' goin' smoothly
Hope they don't try me
Come out on top, I'm shootin' round when I'm up in town
Haters after me but got so many rootin' for me (yeah)
I can't let 'em down
I remember times when I ain't have shit (yeah)
No food in my crib, now I live lavish (Top)
They say they love me to my face, but they can't stand it
Them hoes ain't fuck with me back then, now they attracted
FN attached to my bro and he gon' blast it
Don't tell me what I've been through, you don't know
Made it out the mud, with or without you I'm good
Did it for my lil' bro, just to show him one day you could
I did this for my mama 'cause I told her one day I would
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Danny Snodgrass, Cody Rounds, Charlton Howard, Tahj Morgan, Nicolas Baran
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