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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
G40
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Camarion Allen
Composer
Ear Bangerz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ear Bangerz
Producer
Lyrics
I'm tryna switch my lane
Slow that killing that killing down, and just save me some change
Feds still on our ass 'bout that business, I don't know a thing
Forever screaming, "Free my brother," until they let him out them chains
Just chill my ****, yeah, I know your pain, was goin' through the same
We back to back in stolen cars, I sin then I repent to God
I can't even vent to you, I rather just go spit some bars
They ask me how I'm coping with my trauma, them perkys heal my scars
I sip codeine and I had bloody dreams, got me somewhere on Mars
I was drillin' with deals on the table, I'm a shootin' star
I'll blow this shit on V's and cutters and get it back tomorrow
A lot of **** say they want my head, that's all I ever hear
They probably mad 'bout someone who got killed or bro 'nem took they shit
Zip 'em now we swapping blicks, we the youngest ones that's clappin' shit
Youngest on all the hits, I threw a box on the back of my blick, this a conversion kit (Blrr)
2024, had stamped a **** with this rapping shit, I'm independent and I'm rich
You ain't never seen a youngin act like this
Now I got them racks, that's off the flap, I ain't gotta ask for shit
100K just for a tape, I'll take that shit there any day
**** really fakin', in a way they really want my place
Troll just hit another spot, another loss for four new chops
They won't even let me change the route, I gotta go up top
I'm still frontline, scope your drop with two three killers, ask my pops
You talkin' to that pillar, we sleep on dots and smoke shit when it's hot
My baby out his top, he want more hearts to stop, shit, let's go load the car
I got a .308 from 'round the way, this bitch go, "Rrahh"
These **** playin' snake, everybody got that date, could be tomorrow
I'ma keep stacking cake to get out the way, it's gon' be hard
Bitch, I ride 'round with Dracs so hell nah, I don't need no bodyguard
I get high and I talk to the dead, only man I fear is God
I'm tryna switch my lane
Slow that killing that killing down, and just save me some change
Feds still on our ass 'bout that business, I don't know a thing
Forever screaming, "Free my brother," until they let him out them chains
Just chill my ****, yeah, I know your pain, was goin' through the same
We back to back in stolen cars, I sin then I repent to God
I can't even vent to you, I rather just go spit some bars
They ask me how I'm coping with my trauma, them perkys heal my scars
I sip codeine and I had bloody dreams, got me somewhere on Mars
Written by: Camarion Allen, Ear Bangerz