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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyface Ray
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travis Pittman
Songwriter
Marcellus Register
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
4amjuno
Producer
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
Jacob Stewart
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Cezar Barretto
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
You're off-tune
[Verse 1]
Sittin' in the office, shakin' haters off
It's like hitting a moving target, you want it, ****, can't bargain
I'm irritated, mad 'cause all the opportunities lost 'cause I hesitated
Dripped and seen the vision get lost, but I'm dedicated
I can't even talk my dreams with 'em, they never made it
I can't even pop no beans with 'em, they pressing crazy
[Verse 2]
Came out, bumps, bruises, scratches, a monster now
Came out, bag full of shit that the doctor got
Used to need a ride to the way, I got options now
I can't believe shit **** say 'cause they lie a lot
Probably won't see my partner face, but he buy a lot
I've been tryin' to dodge what Momma say, I've been high a lot
These socials got these **** watered down, I'm in '88
The bag I got from chases custom-made for the baby drake
They got the most to say, but never say when we face-to-face
Fuck I get this name, the watch I got got a babyface
[Verse 3]
Me, I push spaceships
Geeked up a Martian
Jumped out, ain't parkin'
I got real dog shit
Boy, you know you scorching when they searchin' through your garbage
Tryna stick the charges on me, but I lost it
Man, I hate to say it but the PUA done made you ****
Burned, I thought my chain was missing, fired all the babysitters
Add up all my daily spendings, deals I could've gave these ****
I got drillers calling me every day like, Face, who grave we digging?
[Chorus]
**** moving goofy, I ain't stampin' that
**** move like groupies, I ain't stampin' that
All they do is watching where the action at
Phone for tracking numbers, where the package at?
[Verse 4]
Told me I'm different, actually told me a lot of shit, but I don't wanna listen
Can't support or turn up no **** who don't want to get it
Should be running for mayor now? Who did more for the city?
I do more sadity, that you got in your stash spot
He was green and they licked it, it left me in a bad spot
Once it grow, gotta trim it, can't be leaving the grass hot
On the lot, see the sticker, credit low so I cashed out
[Verse 5]
Yeah, you gotta keep your ears to the street
You know I fell off and still landed on my feet
You know it came to me what you was telling to that freak
You know I ain't need an audience to tell me I was me
I'm startin' to get these questions and suggestions 'cause I'm eatin'
A show for 15 hunnid, had to drive to Battle Creek
I rode with my lil' ho and with my potna, that was P
They told me the more money that you get, you lose your peace
[Verse 6]
Dark clouds in the city, the ice will brighten your day
Water on me is special, should call me Bobby Boucher
5 Gs for the flannel, I got it wrapped 'round my waist
Activist baby, really, you couldn't say how it tastes
Fuck 'em all, any **** that you came with
Watch your mouth, put a target on your main bitch
Laced them up, now I'm balling, Calvin Cambridge
Once they cross, they'll try to burn the same bridge
[Chorus]
**** moving goofy, I ain't stampin' that
**** move like groupies, I ain't stampin' that
All they do is watching where the action at
Phone for tracking numbers, where the package at?
[Outro]
One of one, one of none
Wavy Gang shit, forever
Written by: Marcellus Rayvon Register, Travis Pittman