Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SwizZy B
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DreadHead Jorge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Dejesus
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah
Haha
LoUd Life
Haha
SwizZy!
I done been did shows for the free
Yeah I get high but I been low key
10 years deep with the same ol' team
Loyalty real but this shit ain't sweet
We done seen shit that you can't unsee
We coming in strapped like a 100 marines
You counting it slow, use the money machine
I get in my flow and start hitting it properly
Get in they heads like a frontal lobotomy
Prophecy telling me nobody stopping me
Manifest everything i'm an anomaly
Sight of a label is a sign of a robbery
Signing myself was like finding the lottery
Grinding for wealth, While i'm rollin my broccoli
Building a business and playin monopoly
She tryna kick it but this ain't a soccer league
Locking her down
She swallowed the locker key
I drip til I drown
Peep the Versace jeans
These verses heavy & These hooks hit like Butterbean
We ain't ever switch, we ain't ever play for no other team
No way
Rocking out like cold play
We don't mind what hoes say
I Got them swinging both ways
Ever since I got my dough
I Been goin ghost most days
Tryna be the Most Paid
I Line it up like soul train
With no shame
This for my Day ones
Pray the money won't change us
Thank the lord that we came up
These Cities we from so dangerous
These Bastards got no back spine
Switching sides like it's half time
Dollar signs Let my trap shine
Move wrong get flatlined
This for my Day ones
Pray the money won't change us
Thank the lord that we came up
These Cities we from so dangerous
These Bastards got no back spine
Switching sides like it's half time
Dollar signs Let my trap shine
Move wrong get flatlined
I did, everything, all on my, own
Don't ever ask bout the chip on my shoulder
Too many years of struggling, fighting & grinding
I Promise, Im built like a soldier
All of my fans
All of there Lifers is telling me never give up or its over
Im saving they life
They saying every song I write is the reason they sober
Every time, I spit on the mic
Adrenaline highs kick in til its over
I sacrificed everything in my life
In a moment or 2 ima lose my composure
Organic LoUd and exposure
You just want clout and a rover
You Blending in with the thousands of Vultures
Me I try not to be Vulgar
But I do this for the Culture bitch
Writer(s): Justin Dejesus
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