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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyface Ray
Vocals
DJ ESCO
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcellus Register
Songwriter
William Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ ESCO
Producer
Eve
Engineer
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
Jacob Stewart
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
(DJ Eskimo City)
(DJ Esco, what's poppin' fool)
Yeah
[Chorus]
I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last
I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass
[Verse 1]
Pretty face, I'll check the mileage
I don't need a stylist
We was young and wilding
Broke and lost, shit I ain't have a thousand
Then I started grindin', looked around, I ain't see **** ridin'
Shit I'm used to violence, gun smoke in the air like chronic
Two somethin' on the dash
Hit the pedal, this bitch quick as Sonic
Don't jump in the water, it get deep, eat you like piranhas
[Verse 2]
We be catchin' boxes, bust 'em open, get it poppin'
Streets flooded but still gotta wait
Lost it to the game, feel the pain
Pills in the syrup
Racks with the seals like I ain't got bills on the first
Me and my life for real
You might got the chills for a verse
[Chorus]
I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last
I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass
[Verse 3]
Before the money, shit, I had it, still was blessed with the cash
Still was blessed with the knowledge
Lead the way, they gon' follow
Not a role model, I keep lean in my bottle
I had to leave these hoes alone 'cause **** beefin' about 'em
Close my eyes, see Big Frank, shit I'm thinkin' about 'em
I appreciate it all, ****, we from the bottom
Jump the gun and end it all before you think it's a problem
It must be a full moon, I gotta frequently holla
In the hills, no location, made it out
Beat the odds, congratulations
Keep expensive rich wear, in the latest
Got two bitches on the balcony out in Vegas
[Verse 4]
And you know what they say, whatever happens, then it stays
Use fuck 'em then I cut, she just happy that I stayed
Workin' hard, chains, whips, you been actin' like a slave
Hustle hard, make it flip, before the rap, the crime paid me
[Chorus]
I went missing on a mission just perfecting the craft
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last
I put forty in each pocket and the rest in the bag
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass
[Outro]
Too alert, it's hard to snake me, leave you left in the grass
I locked in with tunnel vision, they ain't expect me to last
Written by: Connor Norquest, Cullen moore, Hunter Brown, James Bolton, Makayen Sallade, Marcellus Register, William Moore