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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Vocals
Bobby Raps
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chandler Great
Songwriter
Gray Toomey
Songwriter
Kenneth Keyshawn Gilmore
Songwriter
Kristian Ewald Madsen
Songwriter
Luka Berman
Songwriter
Omar Perrin
Songwriter
Robert Richardson
Songwriter
Segrate Martell Price
Songwriter
Sergio Kitchens
Songwriter
Lukasbl
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gray Toomey
Producer
Segrate Martell Price
Producer
Flo Ongonga
Engineer
Aviator Keyyz
Producer
Gabe Lucas
Producer
Kristian Rose
Producer
Lukasbl
Producer
Omar Grand
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Turbo
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm startin' to cut these bitches off, I'm tired of playin'
You had your chances with a boss and killed the plans
That's part my fault from pickin' so we can get in bed
Nowadays, I'm feelin' picky, leavin' that bitch on read
It ain't no more pre-kickin', you see what I'm sayin'?
I ain't just tell that bitch to pull up 'cause I can
I see some shit don't go as planned, I understand
Started to learn life, and you'll just stand just as a man
I'm tryna get back the way I hustled and felt the thrill
I'm tryna stay rich so I can cover every bill
I'm stayin' in pocket, a quarterback in the field
Passed on some watches, bought a house in Hidden Hills
Ain't havin' time now, she leavin' out the crib
Let her put on the Gucci slides, take off the heels
Still havin' ice, but on the real, I'm really chill
You can ask my classmates, I had spill before the deal
[Chorus]
You could be done by now
But you didn't know what a heart you were given
They thought you'd be done by now
But you better go your way, go your way
[Verse 2]
Press on my jeans, small tee from Chrome Hearty
Chains on my belt, I'm rockstar without the Harley
I feel the growth, and can't nobody stop the chartin'
This ain't the same young Gunna Wunna that rock the Cartis
I'on care to go all around the world for your after parties
I still gotta grind and put in work to keep havin' money
You gon' get the short end of the deal when you gettin' fronted
One thing they'll always say, you real when you keep it honest
You ain't gon' really see me comin' like a comet
I'm Wunna, Wunna, rich and humble, they payin' homage
She like and watch how I'm on time right when it's clutchin'
I'm in her spine, shootin' cum inside her stomach
Hold my own weight, go my own way, I can't go for nothin'
Ain't gotta sin, I know my fate, and my pressure bussin'
I take my time, I learn to wait, can't nobody rush it
[Chorus]
You could be done by now
But you didn't know what a heart you were given
They thought you'd be done by now
But you better go your way, go your way
[Bridge]
But time will reveal, time reveals
You realize
You should thank God, someone who loves you
But time will reveal, you realize
We will rise
You should thank God, someone who loves you
Someone who loves you
[Chorus]
Should have been done by now
But you didn't know how to handle those feelings
Should have been done by now
But you better go your way, go your way
But you better go your way, go your way
[Chorus]
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
[Verse 3]
Life is special, gotta be careful what you wish for, yeah
It ain't much left, but you still got breath, ain't gon' always be fair
It ain't take me long way before I got on, Wunna always would share
Get rich so I could take care of my fam, it's what I wished for, yeah
I barely had patience, and I always was anxious
One thing about life, when you makin' some millions, it could always be dangerous
I gotta pay security to live at my crib 'cause I wished to be famous
[Chorus]
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
[Verse 4]
Why they go outta they way just to prove they point?
All that clout got 'em angry
How you gon' get rich and forget your wish? Boy, thank God that you made it
Maintainin' this life, you runnin' through Ms, tryin' get through these phases
Hunnid racks for your crib, guard gated
You done ran them bands, you say you the man, you gotta take care of the lady
Heard you had a kid, it wasn't part of the plan, but fuck it, you glad that you made it
Got a Maybach truck and a new sedan, so now they both got Mercedes
300 racks get your family straightened
Rich problems, you can't complain
Foreign cars and these new diamond chains
Superstar, you spend to stay sane
[Chorus]
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Careful what you wish for
Written by: Chandler Great, Gray Toomey, Kenneth Keyshawn Gilmore, Kristian Ewald Madsen, Luka Berman, Lukas Benjamin Leth Kroll, Omar Perrin, Robert Richardson, Segrate Martell Price, Sergio Kitchens