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PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Christoffer Marcussen
Christoffer Marcussen
Songwriter
Giuseppe Vasaturo
Giuseppe Vasaturo
Songwriter
Ryan O'Neill
Ryan O'Neill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Aaron Mattes
Aaron Mattes
Mixing Engineer
Moneyevery
Moneyevery
Producer
Palaze
Palaze
Producer
Wasa
Wasa
Producer

Lyrics

Everybody forgot about me and the work I put in I ain't get the credit that I supposed to get on my end Old timing sitting in, but I'ma mind my business (I'ma mind my business) The hottest youngin' since YB, the hottest out my city (out my city) I'm writing this song with no beat, I'm doing poetry (poetry) My letter to the streets, I feel that they owe a G (they owe a G) Aye, all them hits I gave, but it wasn't enough, I see I put it in they face until they get enough of me ('til they get enough of me) I'm underrated and most hated, I feel most neglected (I feel most neglected) Staying patient and complacent, that's my hardest lesson (my hardest lesson) I got to face it, they two-faced and they faced expressions (yeah, they faked expressions) One minute they love me, they hate me, they be second guessing (they be second guessing) Only thing, I need God and my family (family) On my knees praying, what I want, come to me (come to me) A man with love, at the death, I don't wanna be (I don't wanna be) I just wanna get my flowers 'fore I rest in peace (rest in peace) Long nights, deep thoughts while I'm on the road (on the road) Early mornin', long talks, only God knows (god knows) The path he gave me is different, got to stay strong (got to stay strong) Pressure bust pipes but it never broke bones (never broke bones) 'Cause I be workin' all night, I think it's 10 a.m. (think it's 10 a.m.) I'm barely movin' off of sleep, so don't play with him (don't play with me) I sell herbs through the day until it's 8 p.m. (8 p.m.) And after that, I'm clutching on the nine, double M (stay with me) Different women, different cities in the same position (same position) Only got time for a quickie in the life I'm living (live I'm living) Overthinking every step, I'm moving with precision (grrt) One move equals death, that's a life decision (brr, brr) Got to be a role model, I got two children (yeah, I got two children) Got a son on the way, God too willing (too willing) Clover going onto two, and she too pretty (she three pretty) I want to have a few kids, don't care how many (don't care how many) One life, one love, one pipe Shoot 'til his nose slugs ('til his nose slugs) Get that McLaren and drop the top down They hate to see us up now, it was all bad but all good (all good) One life, one love, one pipe Shoot 'til his nose slugs ('til his nose slugs) Get that McLaren and drop the top down They hate to see us up now, it was all bad but all good (all good)
Writer(s): Ryan O'neil, Christoffer Marcussen, Bryson Lashun Potts, Giuseppe Vasaturo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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