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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Polo G
Polo G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Lyrics
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
Composer
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Composer
Dru Decaro
Dru Decaro
Composer
Adam Kobylarz
Adam Kobylarz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Southside
Southside
Producer
Falconry
Falconry
Producer
SNAKECHILD
SNAKECHILD
Producer
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Producer
Todd Hurtt
Todd Hurtt
Recording Engineer
Jesse Navarro
Jesse Navarro
Assistant Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(808 Mafia) Uh, I fell in love with some G-locks Pain in me, leanin' off them drugs with my heat cocked I'm steady cashin' out the plug, make him restock Miss my hood angels up above, know how we rock Found out he wasn't really who he said he was, left the streets shocked All these rappers claim they lurk for blood when the beef hot Only difference is I'm still a thug when the beat stop I been takin' in too much fake love, I need to detox Can't take life for granted 'cause my bros left as teenagers My homie died, I couldn't change my screensaver All the opps, they got it comin', we gon' make 'em bleed later Wet shit like Hurricane Katrina, we got Glocks with beam lasers Shells bouncin' out the nina, smoke 'em like a weed vapor With a gun and a plan, I'm just a heartless dream chaser All he know is go, that boy been chasin' green paper Hit sport up in that Bimmer, then I turn to Speed Racer Daydreamin' 'bout murders, that's a cold-hearted fantasy I'm thankfully with purgers that'll wipe your whole family Wildin' out, no, we don't talk it out, just let them cannons speak Don't know 'bout private school, we went to Hard Knock Academy I lost all my feelings, grew accustomed to them tragedies These obstacles too easy, God, I'd rather have you challenge me Love 'em from a distance and that's just the way it gotta be You had made it hard for me to trust you when you lied to me Uh, I fell in love with some G-locks Pain in me, leanin' off them drugs with my heat cocked I'm steady cashin' out the plug, make him restock Miss my hood angels up above, know how we rock Found out he wasn't really who he said he was, left the streets shocked All these rappers claim they lurk for blood when the beef hot Only difference is I'm still a thug when the beat stop I been takin' in too much fake love, I need to detox (I been takin' in too much fake love, I need to detox)
Writer(s): Joshua Luellen, Taurus Bartlett, Dru Decaro, Allen Ritter, Adam Kobylarz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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