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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Vocals
Rich Homie Quan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Featherstone
Songwriter
Justin Featherstone
Songwriter
Kevin Gilyard
Songwriter
Matthew Featherstone
Songwriter
William Featherstone
Songwriter
Dequantes Lamar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
The Featherstones
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Man, I'm dead serious, man
I got to pay, I got
Ay, I can't die a pussy
I got to die a gangsta
Got to fucking die a gangsta
Don't want no fucking pussies down here
[Verse 2]
My daily conversation, it consist of hustle
Grindin' from the bottom, sick and tired of struggle
Shining don't want pop it off, it's on the muscle
Police is harassing, don't wanna see us come up
[Verse 3]
'Cause word around town, they gon' check the move
Word around town, I filled my neck with jewels
Word around town, me and your ex is cool
And if you broke, then you know damn well
I can't stand next to you
W-w-word around town
[Verse 4]
Shot the studio, I brought the pressure through the bottle
Brought my dawg Truck up, he ain't do nothin' about it
Section that they love to rep, I'm clutchin' all around it
I could keep a secret, and your bitch know all about it
[Verse 5]
Bread Winners one hunnid, takin' road trips out to Houston
You was fuckin' off with the pill game, I'm on Carolina, distributin'
Late nights, just me and Eazy, we was tacklin' a few zombies
Pray to God he free all my ****, and I hate to see 'em in bondage
[Verse 6]
My daddy taught me how to get it back
**** trappin' in the dope game
How you a legend to a street ****
You ain't never sell cocaine
Brian Hughes on Calumet
Buyin' everything that I bring
Then you went to jail for an illegal pistol
That you know you wasn't goin' to slang
[Verse 7]
My daily conversation, it consist of hustle
Grindin' from the bottom, sick and tired of struggle
Shining don't want pop it off, it's on the muscle
Police is harassing, don't wanna see us come up
'Cause word around town, they gon' check the move
Word around town, I filled my neck with jewels
Word around town, me and your ex is cool
And if you broke, then you know damn well
I can't stand next to you
W-w-word around town
[Verse 8]
California, red, white, and blue
But I'm not a fan of no Clippers
Clip to the ground, gonna back in town
****, whip down, he might clip you
Fuckin' with a bitch out in Baltimore
I got a shooter all out in Maryland
Went to jail all in Chicago
I'ma die about it, get at me
[Verse 9]
In Cook County, you can ask about me
I'm a gangsta, ****, what's happenin'
I was tryna get another lil' shoulder play
Back when Kush snuck me into parish
Stayed online, no jackin' off, I'm a real ****, no rat
Young **** but I'm old school
Be with OGs no laggin'
[Verse 10]
Shoulder rows, bust them older cats
In the game of life I mastered
Either learn fast or you die young
Being foolish, end in disaster
Why focus hard on another ****
When you could provide for your family
And anything that don't add to you
Most likely only subtract it
[Verse 11]
My daily conversation, it consist of hustle
Grindin' from the bottom, sick and tired of struggle
Shining don't want pop it off, it's on the muscle
Police is harassing, don't wanna see us come up
Word around town, they gon' check the move
Word around town, I filled my neck with jewels
Word around town, me and your ex is cool
And if you broke, then you know damn well
I can't stand next to you
W-w-word around town
Written by: Christopher Featherstone, Dequantes D. Lamar, Justin Featherstone, Kevin Gilyard, Matthew Featherstone, William Featherstone