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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rory Fresco
Rory Fresco
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell Johnson
Terrell Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Corey Stax
Corey Stax
Producer
cabernett
cabernett
Producer

Lyrics

And it's so raw, And it's so raw
And it's so raw, And it's so raw
And it's so raw, And it's so raw
And it's so raw, And it's so raw
And it's so raw, And it's so raw
And it's so raw, And it's so raw
When the lights and the cameras on
And you realize you the only one gotta walk in yo shoes and you on yo own
It's sixam and the bitch looking for the next move, I'm like hoe go home
Lil fivek for some lil basic ass Louis V shit with no logo on
Out both of my grannies can't even say which one love me more
& now both of em gone
Cookie would turn up my songs talmbout shit mama Jackie wouldn't even condone
I kick back, roll up some strong once I get in that mode I ain't gon' tell ya it's on
I ain't finna tell you what's wrong, I'ma go get right and then bail on these hoes
I got a schedule these hoes
I don't wait for sale on these clothes
Need gon' head start a gift wrappin' business, the way we be sellin' these bows
Need gon' head open up a damn Best Buy, the way we be sellin' these bose
You want some paper but ain't gon' go get it, shit that's what you telling me
I was hearing melodies inside my head while teachers was failing me
Around same time I was with J everyday before he caught him a felony
Sco so dope got these bitches all scaling me
Thought we was brothers **** act out of jealousy
Cut off some loved ones that shit really killing me
My diamonds got carats my pockets got celery
When I got some paper they start loving me more and that shit started scaring me
Yeah I'm speaking my motherfucking mind smoking loud but they really not hearing me
Yeah they worried about me I ain't worried
I'm that and these hoes don't deserve me
How I get some racks and came out Missouri?
I pop me a pill it was early
Go, I treat that money like it's emergency
I'm on it ain't showing no mercy
I turned down that bitch she was thirsty
I ran up a dub on a Thursday
Fell out why the fuck you wanna murder me?
Get on a **** top with some urgency
Crack a **** head, get surgery
How the fuck the bitch never heard of me?
I'm balling can't hang up my jersey
And you realize you the only one gotta walk in yo shoes and you on yo own
It's sixam and the bitch looking for the next move, I'm like hoe go home
Lil fivek for some lil basic ass Louis V shit with no logo on
Out both of my grannies can't even say which one love me more
& now both of em gone
Cookie would turn up my songs talmbout shit mama Jackie wouldn't even condone
I kick back, roll up some strong once I get in that mode I ain't gon' tell ya it's on
I ain't finna tell you what's wrong, I'ma go get right and then bail on these hoes
I got a schedule these hoes
I don't wait for sale on these clothes
Need gon' head start a gift wrappin' business, the way we be sellin' these bows
Need gon' head open up a damn Best Buy, the way we be sellin' these bose
You want some paper but ain't gon' go get it, shit that's what you telling me
Written by: Terrell Johnson
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