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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kur
Kur
Vocals
Rell1hundro
Rell1hundro
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chauncey Ellison
Chauncey Ellison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rell1hundro
Rell1hundro
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Sam Croce
Sam Croce
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I ain't never flex wit' other **** paper
I'ma lend you hope, but only if I'm able
Gotta bring something if you at the table
Bitches, they was frontin', 'member how they played you?
'Member **** talking down like they done made you?
I know Reem talking down 'cause he a angel
I jus' got a back rub, plus a facial
I jus' rolled a backwood, it's a facial
Grinding never knowing where this shit a take you
It's gone either make you it's gone either break you
Break ya back for people and they still ungrateful
Bitches on my top it's hard being faithful
Pull up in the newest cars, they gon' hate you
I done got so many scars, but I'm grateful
(Thanking God) I moved on to a different broad ain't gone chase you
This bitch said you living large, I said thank you
No question, we tipping off if you want angles (Real talk)
No question, I got the bars, I be flamin'
No question, I'm going hard, this for Jamie
I think about Coop and how he be on Taney
No question this shit was all for the family
[Verse 2]
It ain't no question, I did this for my fam
It ain't no question, I did this for my man
I had to focus and get us out the jam
It ain't no question
[Verse 3]
It ain't no question, I did this for my fam
It ain't no question I did this for my man
I had to focus and get us out the jam
I had to focus
[Verse 4]
Get the money, leave ya ****, that ain't me
Dog, I'm only gon get bigger, you'll see
Having all these different bitches, it ain't cheap
Steady going through these issues wit' my peeps
Issues with my friends, issues with the streets
Should I get a Benz, should I get a Jeep?
I was jumping in, it look kinda deep
Gave my pop some bands, get back on ya feet
Gave my sis a hand, stop by twice a week
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
How you want ya room, what you want to eat?
I came up with goons, nothing 'bout us sweet
Dog I finally bloomed out the concrete
I be staying groomed I be looking neat
I'ma stay in tune, I know who got heat
Higher than moon, I can't feel my feet
Book me for a show, I'ma fill the seats
This a different Kur, this a different beast
This a different bull y'all ain't never meet
I'ma hit these whores, try to be discrete
I was really poor, now I got some cheese
She ain't really yours, it ain't what it seem
1500 for 'em, oh that's for my jeans?
[Verse 5]
It ain't no question, I did this for my fam
It ain't no question, I did this for my man
I had to focus and get us out the jam
It ain't no question
[Verse 6]
It ain't no question, I did this for my fam
It ain't no question I did this for my man
I had to focus and get us out the jam
I had to focus
Written by: Chauncey Ellison, Terrell Cheek Tyler
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