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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LaRussell
LaRussell
Lead Vocals
MALACHI
MALACHI
Lead Vocals
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Wesley Groover
John Wesley Groover
Composer
Michael Ray Cox
Michael Ray Cox
Composer
Malachi Martin
Malachi Martin
Composer
Larussell Thomas
Larussell Thomas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Producer
Mike G
Mike G
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Mike & Keys)
[Chorus]
These **** ain't gettin' no money
These **** ain't stackin' no loot
These **** ain't takin' care the family
I can't blame 'em, I been there too
These **** ain't gettin' no money
These **** ain't stackin' no loot
These **** ain't takin' care the family
Ayy
[Verse 1]
I never thought I'd be rich
I never thought I'd lose the homies
I'm on, is that the reason they on me?
Is it the bread, the cheese, or the bologna
That got these quote "real" **** actin' phony?
That got these quote "real" **** in they feelings?
Callin' my phone in they emotions while I'm chillin'
I try to be there for everyone I can
When the crutch is removed, will they fall? Will they stand?
When they fall and hit the ground, will they blame it on the man?
Or will they blame me for what they can't understand?
Like I don't wake up and sacrifice every day
I sacrificed years just to have this kinda day
What can I say? The curse of the Bay
Some **** turn your game off 'cause they ain't get to play
Try wakin' up at 4 a.m. to catch a plane
Try travelin' from Merced via train
Try showin' up with a smile through your pain
Try to walk in these before you smut a **** name
I gave opportunity to every **** I know
Tryna inspire some of y'all like tryna flip a rhino
**** love to play what Russ did or didn't do
If you mad at what I didn't do, why didn't you do it?
I had the light and lit a candle, they blew it
I knew it
[Chorus]
These **** ain't gettin' no money
These **** ain't stackin' no loot
These **** ain't takin' care the family
I can't blame 'em, I been there too
These **** ain't gettin' no money
These **** ain't stackin' no loot
These **** ain't takin' care the family
I can't blame 'em, I been there too
[Verse 2]
Yeah (Huh)
What is a win to he who is scared to fail?
That don't jump 'cause he figure that time'll tell?
Who sees water, but fears the depth of the well?
Inhale, sometimes he's odd, but God shiftin' my scale
And God changin' my mind an experience at a time
He'll change yours too if you try to walk in your shine
Wanted to be accepted, although my card would decline
Wanted to be addressed even when you ain't feel at home
You love to push people away and then feel alone
You love to put the bullet through them and then play the victim
Now I be in the V like LaRussell and Con Funk Shun
Conduct myself well when they wasn't cool with my shiftin'
When you know you worth a mil' but ain't got a meal for the children
That reside inside your heart, but also inside this building
Filled with big stories of **** who didn't make it
Hieroglyphics on the wall that said you would be the greatest
Told my papa I'm waitin', told my mama I'm waitin'
Watch when I get my turn, them **** gon' have to face it
The eagerness to learn had also taught me my patience
And here's Russ sayin', "Let's do a live session"
I pull up with my pops, like TJ, we three deep
Put me under the heat and **** ain't see defeat
Finally found my tribe of music I call my peeps
And I hustle with them every day of the week, huh
[Chorus]
These **** ain't gettin' no money
These **** ain't stackin' no loot
These **** ain't takin' care the family
I can't blame 'em, I been there too
These **** ain't gettin' no money
These **** ain't stackin' no loot
These **** ain't takin' care the family
I can't blame 'em, I been there too
[Outro]
Huh
Ooh-wee
Yeah, ****, this real life
Huh
Written by: John Wesley Groover, Larussell Thomas, Malachi Martin, Michael Ray Cox
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