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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NoCap
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gene Hixon
Songwriter
Jan Branicki
Songwriter
Joel Desroches
Songwriter
Kobe Crawford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gene Hixon
Mixing Engineer
Al'Geno
Producer
Dreamlife
Producer
Joeydkeyz
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Al Geno on the track
[Chorus]
Ballin', but I beef with **** mad I ain't assist 'em
Solo, wrong company'd probably take me from my lil' one
I got a plan, I feel like I can turn plastic to silver
Tryna escape this shit before it's too late
Mama, I'm on TV now
Them people need me now
The ones that told me that I wouldn't succeed
I'm from where it's normal to bleed
Ambulance stallin' on purpose
They'll let you die before they get to the scene too early
[Bridge]
Yeah, ****, that's that jungle talk, ****
Where the police gotta get there before the ambulance get there, ****
Make sure everything safe, ****, you know what I'm saying?
It's that real, yeah
[Refrain]
Ain't no one guaranteed tomorrow
Make sure the neighbors keep they mouth closed
Trap, he from Happy Hill, I treat him like he's sixteen
How could this small place influence a big dream?
[Verse 1]
When I felt no one would listen to me, I would call Wap
The other day, I thought 'bout venting to you, who'll I call now?
Sometimes I hope that lil' Cho will think smarter
'Cause I know KJ and Chloe need a father
I can't be flexin' on no ****, that shit ain't cool
'Cause it was time when me and Nick would wear the same shoes
Now my watch 60
I just hope the Lord forgive me, I'm feelin' guilty
Could've did charity for the children
When you in the trap, gotta stay focused and be ready for the bust
When they came, I hid the cut, E got my drawers out the mud
I'm out here dealin' with the fame, same time I'm dodgin' karma
I'm out here dealin' with the pain a **** know ain't normal
And everything I ever gave, you gotta owe me something
But I don't want it, if I leave, give it to Frederick Bondom
[Refrain]
Ain't no one guaranteed tomorrow
Make sure the neighbors keep they mouth closed
Trap, he from Happy Hill, I treat him like he's sixteen
How could this small place influence a big dream?
[Chorus]
Ballin', but I beef with **** mad I ain't assist 'em
Solo, wrong company'd probably take me from my lil' one
I got a plan, I feel like I can turn plastic to silver
Tryna escape this shit before it's too late
Mama, I'm on TV now
Them people need me now
The ones that told me that I wouldn't succeed
I'm from where it's normal to bleed
Ambulance stallin' on purpose
They'll let you die before they get to the scene too early
Written by: Gene Hixon, Jan Branicki, Joel Desroches, Kobe Crawford