Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave East
Rap
Young Chris
Rap
Ransom
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Brewster
Songwriter
Christopher Francis Ries
Songwriter
Andre Anthony Atkins
Songwriter
Randy Nichols
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Triple A
Producer
John Sparkz
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It ain't hard to see that love don't live here (Uh-uh)
You only see me smilin' 'cause my kids here (Only)
The tracksuit from Sinclair, Africa trip, sincere
Without a pen here, if it's written, feel like I been here (Written)
Drippin', I need swimwear, got the work out, no gym here (Work out)
Made it out the trenches, most stop when they see in there (Stop)
Relate to Hell, I talk about the fire like I been there (Uh)
Keep my cool, freedom at risk whenever I went there
Mazza made the Cuban obnoxious, leave your shit impaired (Impaired)
I'm everywhere like thin air, space player, a car master
The car Casper (Ghost), pieces, all the plastic
Tell 'em I need all my masters
Fresh to death, just jump in the casket
I had hundreds under my mattress
I'm on a run, I hit one of my ratchets, maybe a actress
From a sitcom, a Netflix movie (Uh)
These **** can't wear they jewels, they on point for Louis (On)
Won't Jerome me, I did Jerome Ave
Foreign Chrome feet, from no heat, from the dirt, for real
Nothin' a **** could've told me (Nothin')
You had the game, but never gave it to me, you could've showed me (Showed)
Look at me now, back around (Look at)
I'm from a city where the skinny **** slide
Over chicken, some divide
Come up missin' over pride, **** (Come up missin')
Look 'em in his eyes and hit him, kiss the sky (Boom)
Indecisive **** die, get in the game, pick a side, **** (Pick a side)
[Verse 2]
We from the city where the skinny **** ride
Over chicken, some divide
Come up missin' over pies, ****
Look in his eyes, hit him, let him kiss the sky
Indecisive **** die, get in the game, pick a side, ****
We go restriction without no permission
We totin' switches and you **** switchin', burnt to biscuits
Glock 23 with a pimpin', get to rippin', push your shit in
Finger itchin', heroin, fiends itchin' (They let me buy their prescription)
Ambition of a rider on a mission, divided in the kitchen
Never hidin' where you livin'
Never outshinin', I mastered, my ****, play your position
This ain't P-P-P money, ****, shit ain't forgiven
**** in debt, I want my check, ****, cough shit up
We puttin' chalk on the ground before I chalk shit up
We gon' find out where they lay (Lay)
We gon' park a block away ('Way)
We gon' walk up, hit 'em close (Close)
We gon' come through every day (Yeah)
**** come from everywhere, them bullets come from every way
Five **** came with choppers, he got hit with every K
Rockabye, ****, la-la-la, smoke a Mary J
**** fly, word to grandmama, ball like Larry J
Carry K, carry crazy, carry the weight, get carried away
This shit about nothin', keep pushin' my button
I'm gettin' you pussies buried today
You better go pray
White flag the only way I let it go away
You better go pray
White flag the only way I let it go away
[Verse 3]
We from a city where your pity don't apply
If you slippin', we gon' slide
What I'm grippin' get you fried, **** (Get you fried)
Look in his eyes, hit him, let him kiss the sky
Indecisive **** die, get in the game, pick a side, **** (Pick a side)
Know when to look and listen, I read all my books in prison (I did)
Thought the picture was crooked, I just had a crooked vision
Good decisions, let him out the hood and still, the hood is in him
Look, I'm living, know my past is awful, but you should forgive 'em (Forgive 'em)
I'm from a place where you pray for the masses (Pray)
Turn around and shoot your homie for a stack, it help pay for the casket (Blatt)
Fatherless child, was labeled a bastard (Ah)
There's a couple ways you could kiss the sky, but the grave is the fastest (Sky)
Ain't got no pot to piss in, can't wait for no politician (Nah)
I'm about to plot this mission, time is wastin', clock is tickin'
Stop the wishin', hoping, dreaming, praying, you are not a victim (Not a victim)
I took advantage of my plug and tried to shock the system
I'm from a city, we are not resistant (Not resistant)
I never said shit on that jack in case the cops was listenin' (Never)
Me, East and Gunner's what the plot was missin' (We are)
We from a place where shit don't stop until you stop existin' (Ah)
Kill off our opposition (Blatt)
Written by: Andre Anthony Atkins, Christopher Francis Ries, David Brewster, Randy Nichols