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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaiah Rashad
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah McClain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Calor
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Modest, I be in interviews, some **** hatin'
'Cause I play it like, I no have no clue
That I'm the greatest, ay
Tori come, sit up on this dick, I see you waitin'
Baby girl, I'm to young and wild to be the savior, eh
Nail me to the cross and I'm just hangin'
Least they left that serpent in my fingers
I'm just smoking
Players from city rarely make it to a poster
'Less you got a warrant, what you got in the Corolla
[Verse 2]
Oh officer, just Boosie Boo and DG Yola's
Won't let them haters get me down, that's what they told us
It's funny how they blame the south
When they weak shit don't blow up
We came with all the funk while **** act like they don't know us
Just livin' a lie
OG's actin' like hoes, we
Couldn't rekindle the fire, **** retire
**** catch up with the time
I can see more than the block
I can see more than your spot
I don't be stuck in the past
Homie I'm puffin' the grass
Holdin' my cup like a strap
Look at my southern ass, yeah
[Verse 3]
**** try and tell you what you want
**** rarely give you what you need
Ay, bitch I came here right here with the bounce
And if that ain't enough, I got some weed
Yeah 'cause
**** try and tell you what you want
But **** rarely give you what you need
Ay, bitch I came here right here with the bounce
And if that ain't enough, I got some weed
[Verse 4]
Quiet, I be in livin' room
'Cause **** shaded
With my Nia Long, I sing her a song
She masterbatin' and bring me along
She got somethin' to say like Larry David
But I leave her 'lone
Hoe, I gotta go, I got a baby stuck in Babylon
**** carry bombs and carry rabies (hey hey)
Who gon' speak for you?
Who gon' sing your song if you don't play this?
I got stress for days
Picture you go home and you that ****
But can't pay your bill
You can't buy no diapers for your lil' one
Don't you pay for thrill
Child support is like a check away
How you chill with Kendrick?
Do you smoke with Q and Dr. Dre?
'Least today is real
I should ask some groupie for some face
This a steppin' stone
Least them kinda bitches know they place
This my second home
This where favorite rappers get replaced
This what where **** from the south gon' kill that
Doubt it, bring the bass
And bitch I came here right here with an ounce
And if that ain't enough, you gotta leave
[Verse 5]
**** try and tell you what you want
But **** rarely give you what you need
Ay, bitch I came here right here with the bounce
And if that ain't enough, I got some weed
Yeah 'cause
**** try and tell you what you want
But **** rarely give you what you need
Ay, bitch I came here right here with the bounce
And if that ain't enough, I got some weed
Yeah
Written by: Isiah Mcclain, Writers Unknown