Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Desmond Jahni Watson
Songwriter
Lyrics
Took that loss
But then again I never stumbled up
See all them ****
Be around shit be poor as fuck
couple stripes
And we ain't talking bout no zebras
Known bend a corner
Swing his block I hope I see em
Now we up a notch
And running circles round em
Dancing round the city
Love my bitch
& all the ones who running wit me
Know who got you litty
Imma let my soul cry
Shit I hope you feel it
Played the side before
A lot of shit I won't forget it
Dead that shit
We into conversation
Not for play
All that fuck shit we erase it
Talkin leave ya faceless
Park the Benz
Dropping ashes on pavement
Came a long way
From eating bricks & closed locations
I walk around I got this up on me
lil mama know boy
But damn these **** funny
Can't even like a bih
These digits never leave me Lonely
And I'm the golden child
Speak up
And come correct
That's if you speaking on me
**** love to bite
Swagg guess that shit a trend
And you tell
Susie them they can bring a friend
Work it out
Switching lanes
Only foreigns when we pulling
Barely Popping out
Cause when we out these bitches notice us
Thank the lord for being patient
Focused on my grind
And put in all this dedication
Barely getting sleep
Broken hearts will lead you aimless
Started from the bottom
Now the moon is for the basics
Written by: Desmond Jahni Watson