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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Vocals
Beezo
Beezo
Programming
CassiusJay
CassiusJay
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beezo
Beezo
Composer
CassiusJay
CassiusJay
Composer
Daystar Peterson
Daystar Peterson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beezo
Beezo
Producer
CassiusJay
CassiusJay
Producer
Johann Chavez
Johann Chavez
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Beezo need cash only, you dig?
And I won't fall out with none of my dawgs over these riches, yeah
Won't fall out with none of my dawgs over these bitches, yeah
Won't fall out with none of my dawgs from these trenches
Won't fall out with none of my dawgs, yeah
I live a real life, they been with me on real nice
She don't feel like it's real life, I don't know what it feel like
She want to take me to uptown, I get money and bust down
Give a fuck what you feel like, I get money in real life, yeah
Play with another one, I get money, another one
I get money in real life, fuck what a fuck **** feel like
I spend racks on designer, man, moving the birdie in Delaware
They killing **** over jealousy, so everywhere I go the hammer there
Bitch, I get money in real life, you wasn't with me on real nice
I was finessing the deal points, you was trying to live a trill life
You finessing the gram, ****, I was finessing the yams, ****
You were finessing your homeboys, I was out stretching the gram, ****
All of my **** that came for shit, but we ain't gonna change for shit
Don't pull up, it's dangerous, I pull up and bang the clip
And we don't be twisting no fingers, but know that I'm banging the clip
Just one umbrella, we forever made, **** know that we forever paid, yeah
And I won't fall out with none of my dawgs over these riches, yeah
Won't fall out with none of my dawgs over these bitches, yeah
Won't fall out with none of my dawgs from these trenches
Won't fall out with none of my dawgs, yeah
I live a real life, they been with me on real nice
She don't feel like it's real life, I don't know what it feel like
She want to take me to uptown, I get money and bust down
Give a fuck what you feel like, I get money in real life, yeah
I get money the other way, see these fuck **** the other day
When you see me, look the other way, I need a hood **** holiday
I used to sleep on the floor, ****, I couldn't creep with no hoe, ****
I had no way to fuck any of them bitches, but never let them see me broke, ****
How you going to tell me to flip it to get it, but never had a chance to flip it in the first place?
I'mma fall on my knees and pray to the Lord to take me up out of this curse place
In the city I'm repping my birthplace, I'mma stack and flip it on my worst days
I can't trust these little bitches, they thirsty, I be seeing the sound like a birthday
I'mma bury it back, my ****, in case of the police try to grab a ****
The toe taggers try to tag a ****, the hoes packing as they bag a ****
I'm pulling up beside a belly truck, I'm getting money on them, ****, yeah
And my ****, they want all the smoke, anytime and any day, yeah, Tory
And I won't fall out with none of my dawgs over these riches, yeah
Won't fall out with none of my dawgs over these bitches, yeah
Won't fall out with none of my dawgs from these trenches
Won't fall out with none of my dawgs, yeah
I live a real life, they been with me on real nice
She don't feel like it's real life, I don't know what it feel like
She want to take me to uptown, I get money and bust down
Give a fuck what you feel like, I get money in real life, yeah
Written by: Beezo, CassiusJay, Daystar Peterson
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