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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Momberger
Sean Momberger
Songwriter
Dominique' Jones
Dominique' Jones
Songwriter
David S. Andersen
David S. Andersen
Songwriter
Wesley “Wheezy” Tyler Glass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wheezy
Wheezy
Producer
Sean Momberger
Sean Momberger
Producer
Zeus Negrete
Zeus Negrete
Recording Engineer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Anthony Tran
Anthony Tran
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
How you manage to get everything you want and still ain't happy?
Half of me done died, that other half alive, I'm tryna balance it
Granny said, "If it's worth somethin' to you, then it's worth a challenge"
Crashin' out for nothin' don't make no sense, I never understand it
I got rich, but I got love, I'm still on dope, that shit be damaged
Know my actions gonna affect us all, I'm thinking for the family
Bruh know we got somethin' to talk about, but he don't wanna call me
I gave everything up for this shit, I gotta go the hardest
I did everything for that little bitch, she played and left me heartless
I know they wouldn't do the same for me, I keep it real regardless
[Verse 2]
Five in the mornin', just me in a 'Rari, don't know where I'm goin'
Thinkin' about all this shit, honestly, I don't know how I be doin' it
Can't be vulnerable, who I'm gon' talk to when I'm goin' through it?
Am I delusional? Keep tellin' myself that it's all good
All I know is survival and dollars, I come from the hood
Can't be fuckin' with at nothin' at all, they couldn't if they could
Know the rules of this shit, it ain't good if it ain't on the wood
All I got is my word, if I told you I got you, you good
[Verse 3]
Ain't it crazy how they tryna play me like I ain't the one?
Never said it, but you know without me this shit wouldn't be none
I got feds on my trail, they be tryna connect me to dumb shit
I got lawyers behind me, I'm ready to tell them, "Come on"
I'm a gangsta, I'm ready whenever, forever I'm on it
Bronem died, I still feel it inside of my chest, in my stomach
Even my momma be askin' me, "Where is the album? We want it"
Had to get on my business and tighten my mental, I'm comin'
[Outro]
**** be disrespectin' me, respectfully
Like I ain't the one who gave these **** the motive to get up and get it
Wheezy outta here
Baby
Written by: David S. Andersen, Dominique' Jones, Sean Momberger, Wesley Glass
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