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Swifty Blue, MoneySign Suede, Peysoh “Teach You“ (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Swifty Blue
Swifty Blue
Vocals
Peysoh
Peysoh
Vocals
MoneySign Suede
MoneySign Suede
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Oropeza
Kevin Oropeza
Songwriter
Matthew Castaneda
Matthew Castaneda
Songwriter
nelson abrego
nelson abrego
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Bricks
Matt Bricks
Producer

Lyrics

Sometime I sit back and I think o my struggles
Now its cash on delivery stack hundreds in duffles
All I know is get money all I know it making double
I can teach you how to grind
I can teach you how to hussle
My moms don't approve by the way that I be living
But flippin all this dope got the food up in the kitchen
I remember I was down Ii didn't have pot to piss in
I pass on the light ten bands that my first mission
I had to duck off so I had to go missin
My brother locked up and I swear that I miss him
Feds on my bumpers so i had to move different
Plug with the money and they put me in position
Told my lil homie chill but he aint want to listen
I can never love a bitch these bitch i stay pimpin
I can never fall off plug talk i stay flippin
Forgin engineering in this scope that i be whipin
I swear i love the homies but i got to keep my distance
I remember i was broke just like last christmas
Sometime i sit back and i think o my struggles
Now its cash on delivery stack hundreds in duffles
All i know is get money all i know it making double
i can teach you how to grind
I can teach you how to hussle
Sometime i sit back and i think o my struggles
Now its cash on delivery stack hundreds in duffles
All i know is get money all i know it making double
i can teach you how to grind
I can teach you how to hussle
All i know flock houses popin **** tripping
You can ask the big homies they'll tell you i handle business
This life is to get a bag i ain't got time for no feelings
Argue with **** I don’t argue with bitches
All that social gram shit get you out your feelings
I don't even want the bitch but she gone tell you i'm the realest
Say it with your chest **** if you trippin
Pistol grip end up slipin i promise he gone end mission
It's the life in these streets ain't no fun in that
I heard that **** got a safe im finna run his ass
Somos pocos pero locos
And they know that we be on full attack
I aint worrried by them **** when we slide they neva spinning back
I've been seeing your posts but what do you want to do
You ain't really from these streets you a silver spoon
War stories the OGs up and behind the coop
Big homies love my energy they know i really shoot
Sometime i sit back and i think o my struggles
Now its cash on delivery stack hundreds in duffles
All i know is get money all i know it making double
i can teach you how to grind
I can teach you how to hussle
Sometime i sit back and i think o my struggles
Now its cash on delivery stack hundreds in duffles
All i know is get money all i know it making double
i can teach you how to grind
I can teach you how to hussle
Sometimes i sit back and i think about my past
Im hittin lean i still thank God ‘cause i past
I be still going through it i was just down bad
I used to stuck on the past but i'm stuck in my bag
Murder on the streets Suede got the packs
I need one i can mind she go get attached
I don't trust nothing i just got eyes on my bags
I'm always ten toes got my hands on my strap
I know they wan to get me i aint dumb i been aroud
I know how shit be when you pop a **** side
One thing for sure you ain't gon play me like a clown
One thing for sure these nigas fake it for the clout
**** fake it for the fames they don't come from street route
They started acting funny i had to reroute
Ive been smacking i've been passing making free down
If i tell you bout my struggles you gone freak out
Written by: Jaime Brugada Valdez, Kevin Oropeza, Matthew Castaneda, nelson abrego
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