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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LOM Rudy
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LOM Rudy
LOM Rudy
Songwriter
Lauren Heel
Lauren Heel
Songwriter
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Lyrics

If you're worried 'bout where
I been or who I saw or
What club I went to with the homies
Baby don’t worry you know that you got me
If you're worried bout where I been or who I saw or
What club I went to with the homies
Baby don’t worry you know that you got me
Somebody threw a rock they gotta know they better hide they hand
I’m just working on an alibi for when it hit the fan
That’s how it go if you keep missing yeah you suppose' to spin again
And again, and again, and again, just don’t miss next time
I might bulletproof the whip next time
Before I leave kiss my bitch next time
Sosa called and said "Ru you gotta slow up on the lead sometime"
Because he know n***** that died and they got hit one time
Aye
Fans sent a video I’m seeing my shìt hella open
Tryna stay awake and it felt like I took some melatonin
In and out of consciousness I’m feeling my shit wide open
How the fuck I’m caught slipping I feel like my pride broken
But don’t worry bout that
I gots no problem paying
For me a demonstration sometimes you got to let em know you ain’t playing
The money is what I’m out for
My kids is who I grind for
I’ll put money on yo homies
Don’t got no worries, fuck whoever shot me
The money is what I’m out for
My kids is who I grind for
I’ll put money on yo homies
Don’t got no worries, fuck whoever shot me
I feel like I'm Ghetto Baby they don’t bleed like I bleed
I be getting n***** slimed they don’t sneeze like I sneeze
Yeah I do a lot of directing but I be off the scene
I feel like I’m Master P made a killing off the cream
Aye
He ain’t bout to cook when he say he in the Sota
A million tries you wouldn’t guess what we did in Dakota
I was blessed tryna cross 8 Mile it was over
Now they gotta hit somebody in they frontal for my closure
One pill left a have a couple feinds beefing
Off foil you ever seen a couple Indians chiefing
Ion really understand you ain’t rich how you sleeping?
Ion really understand how we ain’t been inside them meetings?
Be supportive come and get behind the movement
And I promise it a slow the crime rate stop some shootings
Came a long way from shooting n***** bows like I’m cupid
If you thinking Rudy ain’t gone get back n***** stupid
The money is what I’m out for
My kids is who I grind for
I’ll put money on yo homies
Don’t got no worries, fuck whoever shot me
The money is what I’m out for
My kids is who I grind for
I’ll put money on yo homies
Don’t got no worries, fuck whoever shot me
Written by: LOM Rudy, Lauren Heel

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