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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
REASON
Vocals
Doechii
Vocals
Junii
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Hector
Songwriter
Robert Gill
Songwriter
Jaylah Hickmon
Songwriter
Shaina Farrell
Songwriter
Eliot Dubock
Songwriter
Dylan Ismael Teixeira
Songwriter
Leoren Davis
Songwriter
Markeith Nelson
Songwriter
Nabeyin Edgar Panford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark "Keitel" Lowe jr.
Mixing Engineer
Bert John Gervis
Recording Engineer
Mike Hector
Producer
Nabeyin
Producer
Beat Butcha
Producer
Nami
Producer
Oh Gosh Leotus
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Days feel short, long road, night trips
We was workin' hard, nine to five by the day
Top called up, whole life got flipped
Had good times with some women that I love
Shit moved fast but I love overspent
Last time shorty hit my line, she was salty
Came to the city so I put her at the Ritz
Feel like I'm the next man up
City on my shoulder, right next to the chip
Money still blue like I got it from a Crip
Year been good like a got it from a blimp
I remember when you turned me down for a **** with some money and a chain, can't blame one bit
Money make 'em come, then the money make 'em go
Save me the feelings and the time would've spent
Now **** paid, got a nice deal
Spent bands on the chain, that's a light bill
Pulled up to the city for a light thrill
Shit smooth, but it gotta have the right feel
I be movin' round like I'm normal
**** call like they did somethin' for me
Wasn't homies, but it's love, we was cordial
**** changed like oil
Pressure wrong, handled that with the passi
Pressure hit 'em, **** turn to Tekashi
Crucifixion, tell some **** to cross me, wait
Why you talkin' like we partners? Wait
I do business with the bosses, business meetings over Veuve and fresh calamari
Blessings, God put 'em on me
I don't want it if the shit wasn't for me, real shit
Life hard, lost homies, I was real sick
Kept pushin', that's some shit you gotta deal with
Fast food, now I'm tryna get a meal quick
Fast food, now I'm tryna get a meal quick
Look, I came from nothing so everything that I'm givin', I love it
I remember sellin' sacks to the public
Now I'm in Saks and there's barely a budget, it's REAS'
[Chorus]
I don't trust you
One thing on my mind and it's a feelin' so true
Keep you on my line, I can't pretend I love you
You brought me outta the fire, you
Always on my mind and it's a feelin', feelin'
[Verse 2]
Feelin' complacent, I've been wastin', am I waiting to long?
I mean let's face it, now that I mention, I've been way too calm
It's been portraits and autographs, last year was Mardi Gras
Ancient, I've been patient, but you takin' too long
I need myself to catch up to who I've become
No teacups or belly dancers to entertain my demons and
I need more space and more grace from like everyone and
I need myself to catch up, catch
[Chorus]
I don't trust you
One thing on my mind and it's a feelin' so true
Keep you on my line, I can't pretend I love you
You brought me outta the fire, you
Always on my mind and it's a feelin', feelin'
[Bridge]
Shit, goddamn it
They wanna talk, but they call me a ignorant motherfucker, bitch, I'll be ignorant
I'll be ignorant, bitch, every day you wake up worried about some shit, bitch
I ain't got shit to worry about 'cause I don't know a goddamn thing
Police come around askin', "Who did this?", "Get did what?" That's how the motherfuck you get caught up, bitch
Talkin' too goddamn much and shit
Shut the fuck up
You know, you think you know, you think you know
You think you know and then thinkin' two different things, you dumb motherfucker
I don't think about nobody so I don't know shit
[Verse 3]
Ignorance livin'
I find my peace in forgettin' (Yeah)
Focus on all that I got
Forget about times we didn't
Know any second we can lose those hours, so I never waste single minutes (Yeah, yeah)
Them tough times stuck in my hands
No wonder my brain always tickin'
Reminiscin', mama made my sandwich with the chips in the center
Remind me so much of her heart, I swear the best part is in the middle
Now I question life, if I'm doin' it right, ironic, make livin' off riddles
Work hard, I can't play second fiddle
No, I can't play second fiddle
[Bridge]
I told my demons, I can't hold you
Regrets and pride gon' turn you to the old you
You can't let that ignorant shit mold you
I can't chase my dreams like I'm supposed to
I can't shake that shit from the
[Outro]
No matter where a **** name go, still a ****
No matter where a **** fame go, still a ****
No matter how a **** chain glows, still a ****
No matter if I push a Range Rove, still a ****
[Outro]
It ain't been easy either, shit
Heartbreak, ****, loss
Real loss
Failure
I done seen you walk up on this block
Up and down, I done seen the ups and the downs, feel me?
A lot of things been unsure, we, we may not know what come but
But one thing we know, we got family
We got real family
Yeah, no fuckin' Dom Toretto shit, ****, I'm talking 'bout that real life
Family, ****
You can depend on a whole lot of shit that ain't gon' last, ****, this money ain't gon' last
These bitches ain't gon' last
Some of these friends ain't gon' last, ****
Your family gon' be here
Family come first, ****
Written by: Edgar Panford Nabeyin, Eliot Dubock, Jaylah Hickmon, Mike Hector, Nami, Robert Gill, Shaina Farrell