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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Munir Hafiz Jones
Munir Hafiz Jones
Songwriter
Kydjana Lewis
Kydjana Lewis
Songwriter
Mark Grey
Mark Grey
Songwriter

Lyrics

I ain’t come this far to let up off they neck
I Ain’t feeling normal
I walk in
it’s shots in every section,
Strapped you kno I dap the bouncer
 Heard them just announce I entered.
Jewelry on these vvs
 VIP or I ain’t sitting.
Shining you see nighas baby mamas tryn get in wit me
I won’t touch her.
Settle for my brother he’ll Prolly hit it
Bottles we got lots of henny
Plenty guns & plenty woman
I would take shot
but I just mighta had a shot too many
HOOK
Shawty might get lucky
She can tell by my demeanor
I done really came from nffn
You can see how bad I want it
 Water dripping my shit Bussing
I ain’t cuffin on no bitches
This just business
we just fuckin
I ain’t trippin
You Won’t never catch me Slippin
Watch that puddle
Remember nights they really thought they had me
Light it up
Push go in traffic
How can I get mad
If it was us we wouldn’t get no passes
Claim that you got shooters
I got shooters that done turnt assassin.
Time after time I caught them in they feelings
I left & I came back
And I’m still certified in my city
I done Put the hood on my back
Somehow a nigha mad that I did it
Cuz I only put out 1 track
Inna 1st month did 2million
Said I was “shitting on them “
Cuz im raising the stats
Name a nigha that over lap them in a year & turn around and wish them the best
 
Yeah!
They See Ima bucket
I’m hitting nothin but net
How they hating the fact that I’m balling
When I ain’t have a problem
waiting fornext
tell em
Who really put us on the map
Who really put on for the set
tell em I really go hard in this shit
I ain’t got time to relax
Free my brudda facing time
He locked in the pen
Lawyer want like 50thousand
Im providing what I can
Just for him to represent in court
It Cost me 20 grand
Homie You won’t understand
Don’t ask me for shit that I cant ask you for when I was dead Pop
Gotta watch what you say
kno the Feds watching
stop flexin
“What his name” gone rob you in a leg stocking
They see me taking off
They be there for the win
Everytime I take a loss
Now I think I seen it all
Never leave with out it
You in trouble If I make a call
Killers move in silence
Take whats mine
I Swear I highly doubt it
I be Around bosses
I know gangsters
Who ain’t got a body
Also know a killer who ain’t never
seen a hundred thousand
They kno I’m BIG
in my city but I’m no imposter
Tunnel vision
I can see my future
How I Fuck up commas
HOOK
SHAWTY MIGHT GET LUCKY
She can tell by my demeanor
I done really came from nffn
You can see how bad I want it
 
Water dripping my shit Bussing
I ain’t cuffin on no bitches
This just business
we just fuckin
I ain’t trippin
You Won’t nevercatch me Slippin
Watch that puddle
Remember nights they really thought they had me
Light it up
Push go in traffic
How can I get mad
If it was us we wouldn’t get no passes
Claim that you got shooters
I got shooters that done turnt assassin.
Written by: Hector Frias Jr., Jabari Voss, Munir Jones
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