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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackboy
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Synco
Producer
7namez
Producer
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Nacor Zuluaga
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Andrew Kim
Assistant Mixing Engineer
VITALS
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Most these **** don't know what they be riding for
They be ready to crash out like they driving with a blindfold
Before you approach me you better know how to shoot without your eyes closed
Before you approach me, better think twice because I'm gonna let it blow
Yeah, let it go
Ay, we tryin' to let it rock
Even when I'm by myself, yeah, I'm tryin to make it pop
Last time I was in the hood I left a **** blood right on the block
Cryin' like a bitch, I spared you, I let you make it out
[Verse 2]
I spared you ****, I let you stay alive
'Cause deep down inside we both know you was supposed to die
Too much pride, sometimes I get caught in my evil ways
Too much pride, I go to war with the whole GA
Yeah, shout out to the ones that's still full of love
And the ones that's hatin', run up could get filled with slugs
I'm a thug, I don't know what the fuck you **** expect from me
Please don't check for me unless you about to bring that check to me
[Verse 3]
Fuck a recipe, I done made up my lil own sauce
1804 the label, ****, I'm my own boss
****'s sayin' they made me but can't go make another one
I was finnin' to have them racks regardless, is you fuckin' dumb?
All I know is go get the money
This shit ain't ever gon' never stop
Why the fuck would I stop right now when I'm almost at the fuckin' top
I'm almost at the top, **** had to climb up from the bottom
I learnt to keep a tool, it'll help me fix up all my problems
(I learnt to keep a tool, it'll help me fix up all my problems)
(I'm almost at the top, **** had to climb up from the bottom)
[Verse 4]
Most these **** don't know what they be riding for
They be ready to crash out like they driving with a blindfold
Before you approach me, you better know how to shoot without your eyes closed
Before you approach me, better think twice because I'm gonna let it blow
Yeah, let it go
Ay, we tryin' to let it rock
Even when I'm by myself, yeah, I'm tryin' to make it pop
Last time I was in the hood I left a **** blood right on the block
Cryin' like a bitch, I spared you, I let you make it out
(Cryin' like a bitch I spared you, I let you make it out)
(Last time I was in the hood I left a **** blood right on the block)
Written by: Joshua Allen Mojica Hui, Pierre Delince