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PERFORMING ARTISTS
HDBeenDope
HDBeenDope
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darius Henry
Darius Henry
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HDBeenDope
HDBeenDope
Recording Engineer
Dizzy Banko
Dizzy Banko
Producer
Koen Heldens
Koen Heldens
Mixing Engineer
Tess Greenham
Tess Greenham
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ay, truth be told, there's no limit to what I'm doing, man. Whatever you think is going on, it's a lot more Okay, okay, more life, more power. I was down bad for hours Days, weeks, months, years, had to come get what was ours. Niggas left ain't sour. The double back can't allow it Hunnid ways to make a couple thousand like Percy Miller, I'm bout it! Where the funds at? Tell em run that, gotta find a way to get it! We been shooting shit at Ebbets, made the money wasn't looking for credit Funny feeling when you checking your debit, the numbers nice, but it start with a negative. That put blood in my eyes when I reminisce, Lucero Ferraro for the hell of it Okay, he's that man, so say he's on plan love hoes, this is not chance fuck who? She just danced Tell the label to keep the advance, cause I'm really deserving the stock Ayo ho, what's up with your mans? Cause I'm the one serving da uh Mystery Coop, that's me. I'm at 40 deuce on the screen. Niggas sayin wow, still weak Tryna figure how we gon eat. If the trigger's out, better squeeze. Gotta look around for the D. Don't you make a sound when they breathe. I ain't goin down to the beam Vagabond niggas still flexin, where we gon tell me what's the message? Whole lotta effort, no essence. So sad, shit is depressing Got in the game, my heart went hollow, what it takes to make it to the top I know they want me to be McDonald's, Me, I'm more of Ray Kroc Me, so the whores they watch, He, so the Lord won't stop, Peace, I been on new rocks, Keys, for the doors they lock, Everything's open You can see what I did with devotion, trapped my body by my locomotive If you get it, then put it in motion, Black Barbie and I'm beepin the ocean In the pink, I got one in a stink, Out in Cali, I been puffin a potion Got me balanced, I could run on a ring Fella cabs, I was ridin in Lincolns, mind going and my patience shrinking But it feel like we sinkin, L. A. B. B., what the fuck is you thinkin More life, more power I was down bad for hours Days, weeks, months, years, had to come get what's ours Niggas left ain't sour, The double back can't allow it Hundred ways to make a couple million Like Percy Miller, I'm bout it!
Writer(s): Darius Henry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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