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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Homie Quan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
IssAbandoned
Songwriter
Dequantes Lamar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
IssAbandoned
Producer
Danny Rome
Producer
El Japo
Producer
Lyrics
Aye, this the shit they been wanting to hear, Quan
This the homie they been waiting on, Quan
These **** must've forgot
We'll show 'em then
Go
Still pulling up in the middle of the hood in the six in a drop top
You could ask Masio
First young **** park that Bentley in the middle of the block
And where I'm from don't come with that popping shit
'Cause these young **** over here robbing
I swear these young ****, don't play 'bout me
These young **** over here starving
Give the boy a plate, guaranteed he'll eat
Got it out the mud, ****, look at my feet
The last one it was on you **** this one on me
I was in the penthouse smoking on the top floor, chilling in the suite
That's when shit got sweet
I couldn't even eat when they killed Lil' Cee
I told my momma don't worry about stressing
If she got problems then put 'em on me
I remember starving, we couldn't eat
I done came a long way from that driveway
Now it's marble on my feet
Gotta keep that .40 on my jeans in case a target get on me
I was told to never settle, wanted to be with you forever
But I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more
Ion like hoes who basic, I don't like too much makeup
Hell, I don't even like sitting in my car too long
They know I'm too impatient, lil' **** face it
I pull up in a spaceship, this six-hundred spaces
I might go boss up on my neighbors and buy some more acres
I remember going to school and I ain't have no paper
Thinking about putting a hundred thousand dollars in my school
Now 'cause I got a little paper
I ain't crashing out for no dumb shit
When my people needing me
A lot of these **** scared of money
'Cause they too worried about what people think
And I don't give a fuck about what people think
Down to my last line, let me call Trip for some juice
'Cause a young **** need the drank
You might not like me
But I'm gon' make a young **** respect this shit the Aretha way
Started off friends then we got closer
Shit went bad and you asked, "Was it over?"
All I said was
I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more (I don't know no more)
I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more (Aye, aye)
Written by: IssAbandoned, Rich Homie Quan