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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ZEEKO
ZEEKO
Programming
G Herbo
G Herbo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Lyrics
ISAIAH C HINTON
ISAIAH C HINTON
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ZEEKO
ZEEKO
Producer
Nicholas 'MBW' White
Nicholas 'MBW' White
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, I'm talkin' about hello
I'm tryna get back in mode
I just laid this shit, it's been a little minute
This shit like shootin', shootin' free throws in the gym or a three-pointer, just gettin' yo' reps up
I just burnt this bitch though, this the intro that I did after I recorded, uh
[Verse 1]
I might pop out
Yeah, on top of the world for everybody doubtin'
I got low like shhh 'cause I got tired of shoutin'
Everything lead to me 'cause I'm their favorite route
I might pop out everything you need, middle of the drought
I got all the value so they keep me 'round
I'm in that mode, bae, it wouldn't be best to leave me now
I feel like they tried me, these **** lied to me, they gon' need me now
If I feel threatened, he yellin' out, "Help," 'cause I thought he needed rounds
Call the phone, we gettin' it gone, you know we don't need these pounds
I'm right back strong, when I was alone, I still was the talk of the town
When I get focused, I map out goals then I start walkin' them down
Ain't worried 'bout no ****, we ain't no hoes, they run up, we chalkin' 'em down
I'on wanna beef, I'on want no smoke 'cause I'ma stand my ground
We turn smiles to frowns
[Verse 2]
I'm from the trenches, most times I seen a pastor, I was cryin'
Walked outta church angry, tryna let off a thousand rounds
Carried broski casket, it felt like a thousand pounds
I felt like I had to carry one a thousand times
When we put him in that hearse, all I thought was why?
Even though I'm still on Earth, I feel like I died
I know I'm a man, a man should not work with pride
I can't really trip as much 'cause I know I a slide
And when it's up, I don't give no fuck 'cause that's just how I fly
I ain't make the rules, whenever it's war somebody gotta die
If it's me and you, I'ma point and shoot, somebody gotta die
And it can't be me, I'ma keep it G, gotta put my baby to sleep
My kids waitin' on me when I walk in the door and I can't wait to see 'em
So if this how it's gon' be, I hate say it, but I can't wait to eat 'em
I can't put my faith in nothin' but God, I know this world evil
Why I gotta feel safer with my rod? I know this world evil
Every day I pray, sometimes I pray that I don't go insane
God knows I don't wanna think this way, I hope one day I change
They ain't recruit us, I ain't have time to suit up, I had to play the game
Young ****, knew I was one of the ones and I went made a lane
Young ****, coulda went Hollywood, but I just stayed with gang
Young ****, now when they talk to me, they say I changed the game, young ****
[Verse 3]
I'm humble, got in that den and rumbled
Got in that field and huddled
I got that sack and fumbled
I got it back like nothin'
Like it ain't happen or nothin'
And I made a promise to never go back, when you talk to me, don't mumble, little ****
And I'm tryna talk jigga
What that is, ten figures?
I done made ten millionaires, ten ****
I'ma break it down and spread it 'cause I see the bigger picture
I'on need nobody help with shit, I'm tryna get richer
**** worried 'bout the 'Gram and comments tryna pick a bitch up
They can't be no enemies of me or they'd have been hit up
This my lifestyle, I gotta be with all hitters
These **** artificial, they think this shit all glitter
Written by: Herbert R Wright, ISAIAH C HINTON
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