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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jim Legxacy
Jim Legxacy
Vocals
Dave
Dave
Vocals
Cppo
Cppo
Programming
Genes
Genes
Programming
Hoskins
Hoskins
Programming
Joe Stanley
Joe Stanley
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim Legxacy
Jim Legxacy
Songwriter
Dave
Dave
Songwriter
Nolais
Nolais
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jim Legxacy
Jim Legxacy
Producer
Beau Thomas
Beau Thomas
Mastering Engineer
Cppo
Cppo
Producer
Freeze
Freeze
Mixing Engineer
Genes
Genes
Producer
Hoskins
Hoskins
Producer
Joe Stanley
Joe Stanley
Producer

Lyrics

[Refrain]
Them **** try send for me
Envy and jealousy
Everything I wished upon my enemies
Pree the blocks that I came up from and I still made it here
[Verse 1]
Got money, money, money on lock
Say it three times for my **** locked up
Mumsy prayin' when the blocks get hot
South of the river, so you know it's nonstop
I got **** tryna check me out of pride
I got gyallie tryna hit me on the side
I got nuff people preyin' on me
[Refrain]
Them **** try send for me
Envy and jealousy
Everything I wished upon my enemies
Pree the blocks that I came up from and I still made it here
[Verse 2]
Shed tears when my sister died
Nearly made a **** lose his grind
But my dogs never hung me dry
Me dry
[Chorus]
Girl, girl, don't hit my phone
I'd rather be alone again, off my phone again
Out my zone, bitch, don't hit my phone
I'd rather be alone again, in my zone again
[PostChorus]
Girl, don't hit my phone
I'd rather be alone again, off my phone again (Look)
[Verse 3]
She was thick, but she thinner now
Didn't wanna know, but she finna now
​​​black british music, listen now (black)
Told Jim, "You already did your sister proud"
Leicester, testers, we givin' out testers
Parents were givin' out lectures
Never had nothin' but Alexis Texas
Vex us, 'member the gyallie dem left us (Girl), yeah
Now it's me they prefer
She wanna learn 'bout the bees and the birds
Santan bought her the whizzy outright
Ironic cah it's really the least she deserves
Creep and a curse
Envy and jealousy
And a big .45 for my enemies
Frenemies, this ting sing like melody
Melanie gave me the word, stepped in, like
Forgive me, excuse me, Whitney
What you waan? Cah I waan, never picked me
Street team and a sixteen with me
Touch mine and we mash up the stripsie
[Chorus]
Girl, girl, don't hit my phone
I'd rather be alone again, off my phone again (black british music)
Out my zone, bitch, don't hit my phone
I'd rather be alone again, in my zone again
[Refrain]
Them **** try send for me
Envy and jealousy
Everything I wished upon my enemies (Oh)
My enemies on me
[Outro]
Out my zone, bitch, don't hit my phone
I'd rather be alone again, in my zone again
Written by: Dave, Jim Legxacy, Nolais
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