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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Keyshawn Gilmore
Songwriter
Rick Anthony
Songwriter
Sammy Haig
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Anthony
Producer
Sammy Haig
Producer
Sergio Kitchens
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Flo Ongonga
Recording Engineer
Aviator Keyz
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Oh
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
[Verse 1]
I was just thinkin' 'bout the times I was hard-headed
Thought it was right all along, I was misled
All this weight on my back feelin' so heavy
These boys claim they want war, well, I'm war-ready
I had to bake cake for the boy 'cause he playin' petty
I was so focused on the top and I'm still at it
They try to provoke me to stop, no, I won't, damn it
They want me to go back to the block, no, no, no
I done gained a whole lot of more opps, now I'm home
****' nose all in mine, don't know how to mind they own
Twenty-three and one, how you feel when you alone?
That's four walls talkin' to you, tellin' you you gone (Tellin' you you gone)
Only I done cried 'cause this feelin' for my bro (King Slime)
And you know my mind, you done watched that **** grow (Watched that **** grow)
Know you hearin' the lies that your lil' brother might fold (Gunna Wunna)
Yeah, I had copped out, but don't let 'em say I told
No, I ain't you lil' boys, I'ma show you that I'm grown
Bulletproof the big toys, let me show you how we roll
Old **** in my business, had to tell 'em tuck they nose
You wack **** can't get with this, I'm one hundred for sure (One hundred for sure)
[Chorus]
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
[Verse 2]
I was just thinkin' 'bout the shit I could avoid
Can't afford shit till I make it on the Forbes
Lotta shit I did, **** weren't there to say I start
I never crossed lines, all I did was play my part
I ain't sign for a dime, to my name, I had a quarter
Just at like twenty-five and didn't have it all in order
**** think I'm indicted, don't know that I'm immortal
No, I ain't need no brown, but I'm back like Eddie Carter
I just been gettin' high, I don't never wan' be sober
She say she gon' ride, so I got her the big Rover
Young Gunna gettin' wiser, don't ever think it's over
We done cut off ties and I gave 'em the cold shoulder
I swear this life'll mold you
Right the fuck back on, I know it's been a minute
Bought a new wardrobe, bitches sayin' a **** skinny
Pockets still, uh, chubby, Lord knows I gotta get it
I'll tell you this time around, they gon' hate it when they against it
[Chorus]
Oh, yeah (They gon' hate it when they against it)
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
Written by: Kenneth Keyshawn Gilmore, Rick Anthony, Sammy Haig, Samuel Haig, Sergio Kitchens