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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Poppa
Lil Poppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janarious Wheeler
Janarious Wheeler
Songwriter
Jose Luis Reynoso-Contreras
Jose Luis Reynoso-Contreras
Composer
John Cureton
John Cureton
Composer
Samuel Dua
Samuel Dua
Composer
Logan Zavier Wild
Logan Zavier Wild
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hozay
Hozay
Producer
LqThaBanker
LqThaBanker
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Ascension
Ascension
Producer
Earl E. Washington
Earl E. Washington
Recording Engineer
Hozay Beats
Hozay Beats
Producer
Samuel Dua
Samuel Dua
Producer

Lyrics

My heart made of chrome, so fuck sticks and stones
And you know a word can't break me, baby
Still can't find a reason why they hate me, baby
I done came too far to let 'em take me, you crazy
Open the blinds, these **** shady
I don’t know why these old **** they it’s the eighty’s or something
Like we ain’t all grown men now with our own fucking mind
Like you ain’t know you burn your hand when you playing with that iron
How you saying that I don't give with I'm so quick to give a dime?
And them dimes add up when it’s time after time
Say you wanna see me shining, but you fucking up my grind right now
If this was '08 or '9 then I'm D. Wade in his prime, okay he way ahead of time
You got your own business, why the hell you way over here in mines?
Still hit them stages and get shy baby
I cannot lie, that's why I'm high
No that wasn't our work, so we don't smoke that guy
One time for the skinny ****, two times for the fat guy
Why did God give all these **** a at bar? That shit dangerous
If this is how a star treated, I don't wanna be famous
Say I just wanna go nameless and conversate with my angels
My heart made of chrome, fuck sticks and stones
And you know a word can't break me, baby
Still can't find a reason why they hate me, baby
I done came too far to let 'em take me, you crazy
And ****, it can be Shand's or Grady
You know any city any town this shit can go down
Why you bring the bitch around? Leave the hoe where you found her
See why Deedee say have nobody 'round whenever you count up
Gotta watch the **** that steal it and help you find it
Shit you done it, you did it should've took the diamonds with you
Prolly hit the road in a Civic, they wasn't grinding like this
Shit, matter of fact, it wasn't none these **** riding in that bitch
But I guess everybody wanna come around when it's lit
Soon as the fire go down that's when I seen all hit it
I don't give a fuck, I just wanna see them all hit
No, you bet not spare nobody, but old women and the kids
'Cause some them hoes ain't innocent, I'm knowing what they did
So if you see that creep bitch, you better split her wig
My heart ain’t pumping nothing unless I’m in this Matty Boy fit
My heart made of chrome, so fuck sticks and stones
And you know a word can't break me, baby
Still can't find a reason why they hate me, baby
I done came too far to let 'em take me, you crazy
Open the blinds, these **** shady
I can't turn my back on y'all, forever twelve like Tom Brady
**** do shit and play crazy like
Like I don't think about my mama, got so much love for that lady
Written by: Janarious Wheeler, John Cureton, Jose Luis Reynoso-Contreras, Logan Zavier Wild, Samuel Dua
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