Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rembert
Performer
Ghost DaBrahli
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Bryant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rembert
Producer
Lyrics
Ay yo' this cat named Joseph, owes us a whole duffel bag stuffed with that doja gas,
8 elbows and some oz's of hash
He was supposed to go transpose for cash
Said he got nabbed, by patrol on the pass
They let him go, but took the load and dashed
Noah said, "that's cap, let's load the mags,
Show up in his hoa couldasack"
See me and Noah, go back, he don't hold back
I'm thrown, cuz Joseph should know those facts
I said "hold on," this plot got holes it's not intact
Then proposed we hack his phone, hone in on the stash
Don't blast his dome yet, retrieve the weed that's left
You know his dumbest gone, click on the pdf,
Read his text, see who he meet with next
If we follow these steps, it will be an easy theft 16
They reluctantly agreed, but Noah need to be checked
He suck his teeth, if we not squeezing the tech
I said, fuck the streets respect, looked at him direct
I took a sec and then I leaned in for effect
It's all good if, we can haul and toss bullets all across
But that won't recover our loss, would it?
Took a pause there, said patience is paramount
Call da soft-ware engineer, a program will air him out
Me an aaron outside da house pinging his modem
That's where he mount the Trojan,
Paired with the cloud to float some
Notification of his whereabouts
And current location
I'll share what he found
We'll see if homie was faking
Skit of person typing, residential area ambience, light traffic
He check the text, strings next, the gps
See if the rest leads, to the weed in ques
It feeds my stress, I know, something seem sour
But he was on the highway, his phone ping the tower
Sat for about an hour, then found another router
I thought Joseph was a coward, trying to get over
But he told the truth, took our abuse like a soldier
Nothing left to do, but tell the crew that's it's over
I tell Joseph, he don't have to look over his shoulder
The only thing I need to know, ah, what's the officers name?
Who cost us over 20 bands, of loss with no gain
His name is Davis, wait just a second
Was this haitian Jamaica
Waving cadence like a weapon?
I see a way thru this maze of deception
My thoughts go dark and I start reflecting
Who was quick to off the mark
So no one raised the question
They don't hang wit each other,
But that's noah brother Steffan
Not playing undercover,
He was aidin and abettin
I'm brave, but
Do I behave the way he's expecting
Or change direction
Chorus
Written by: Antonio Bryant