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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Wave
Rod Wave
Vocals
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodarius Green
Rodarius Green
Lyrics
Deshawn Jackson
Deshawn Jackson
Composer
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Lyrics
Dominique' Jones
Dominique' Jones
Lyrics
Eamon Doyle
Eamon Doyle
Composer
Kirk Robinson
Kirk Robinson
Composer
Yared Williams
Yared Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Childboy
Childboy
Producer
Travis Harrington
Travis Harrington
Mixing Engineer
Benjamin Mathew
Benjamin Mathew
Recording Engineer
Zeus Negrete
Zeus Negrete
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Over, and over, and over Mama, I got blood in my eyes, your son runnin' wild Tryna make the best decisions, stand up for my child What you know 'bout puttin' 200 up for a trial, and you still don't see why? I carried all of my brother's scars, I feel all this pain, ain't shit changed When you get out, shit gon' be the same Head hunter, like fuck the fame, stripped me of my sanity Too rich, not near an opp, I'm my own enemy I never post my child so they think I'm a deadbeat Postin', snitchin', got no business, that's how the feds sweep Ain't goin' back and forth with no bitch, block her, she stay mad at me They can say whatever they want online, in real life, family proud of me Took a whole lot to get where I'm at Baby girl, I put you on, this how you thank me for that? I done paid your bills, put you through thrills and put you in Bottega heels I done lost so much, but it hurt me the most when I found out my dawg wasn't real (On and on and on, on and on and on) on and on, yeah (On and on and on, on and on and on) on and on and on and on You know you can't be listenin' to blogs, them nigga, they don't know the half I took so many L's, it's so much pain in my past I ain't pressed about nothin', that codeine makin' me relaxed Got much love for the gang, I never turned my back It's so much left for the gang, bloodstains and hats Protectin' my heart with chains, that's where I'm at I wonder where I'm goin', on the interstate, ridin' Five in the mornin', been up for two days, can't sleep Spent a M in two days, spent a five in a week My mind so tired, gettin' geeked, yeah My biggest fan took his own life My brother partner took the stand, took his own stripes I been tryin' my hardest to keep these squares out my circle Spent a M and a half in trial, tryna whoop a murder Spent a M and a half on buyin' drink, pourin' purple M and a half, M and a half Now tell me, uh, how much will it take 'til I can't feel my face, uh 'Til I can't feel my face, Lord? And tell me, how much will it take for you to not change on me? Don't change Don't change on me, don't change on me, don't change (on and on and on) Tell me, why would you change and I been keepin' that shit solid? Tryna stay out the way, they put my name on 'em bodies Beefin' turnin' to war inside the skreets and I can't stop it Niggas die every day, I done got numb, the bodies droppin' Had to switch where I stay, I'm out in Cali, buyin' houses Soon as we left the plane, we got pulled over with 'em choppas Spent a M and a half, the lawyer gettin' the charge dropped Niggas claim that they gang, but on the low, watchin' your pocket So much love for the game, I hardly ever call a foul You be sayin' you gon' change whenever you get called out I can't do no more waitin', I done tried to stall out I be standin' up swangin' when it all falls down Spent a M and a half on two Ferraris in a day Spent a M and a half, tryna make this pain go away Spent a M and a half to put a smile on mama face (I love you, mama) Spent a M and a half I spent a M and a half, and I'll do it all again
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Dominique' Jones, Deshawn Terry Jackson, Rodarius Green, Kirk Robinson, Eamon Doyle, Yared Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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