Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Poppa
Lil Poppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janarious Wheeler
Janarious Wheeler
Songwriter
Lukas Payne
Lukas Payne
Songwriter
Sterling Reynolds
Sterling Reynolds
Songwriter
Adonte Harrell
Adonte Harrell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Karltin Bankz
Karltin Bankz
Producer
Londn Blue
Londn Blue
Producer
Eskay
Eskay
Producer
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
Jacob Stewart
Jacob Stewart
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Earl E. Washington
Earl E. Washington
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Special, I just want you to know you're special I'm just waiting on God to bless you Having dreams of my granny, nigga Fuck what they sayin' lil' nigga, go hard for the family They tellin' me I came too far to ever think about goin' back Like, wait a minute, stop right there, look where you at There's only one of you, you can't help everybody and that's a fact Just stick to yourself and keep on running up them racks Well okay, I'm cool with that And you can't hold that gun 'round me if you ain't no fool with that And you can't hit this blunt if you ain't help create the pack I'ma say I love you 'cause I really love you, just don't say it back 'Cause I been hurt before by something I loved in the past Soon as you put your trust in a nigga, they do you bad I ain't leading the race but I ain't in last I'm with Baby Tay if I ain't in class And if they got smoke, that shit be gas And 'bout no ho, I ain't goin' out sad Them speakin' on me, don't make me mad I just put shawty on your ass Ayy, 1-6 mad, that's when the bad gone Just get his ass on I ain't talk to hustlers since she blocked my last phone I heard she move on Ever since then, I been tryna find somebody I can do wrong But I can do bad all by myself I don't need no bitch, I don't need no help Double the racks, I need more belts New chopper for lil' one 'cause he gon' step I be worried for him 'cause he like Steph Pull up and shoot from anywhere They hope out on women and babies They saw us, I saw it too but they wouldn't dare But it's okay when you playin' fair 'Cause you can't breathe without no air They tellin' me I came too far to ever think about goin' back Like, wait a minute, stop right there, look where you at There's only one of you, you can't help everybody and that's a fact Just stick to yourself and keep on running up them racks Well okay, I'm cool with that And you can't hold that gun 'round me if you ain't no fool with that And you can't hit this blunt if you ain't help create the pack I'ma say I love you 'cause I really love you, just don't say it back 'Cause I been hurt before by something I loved in the past You gon' change on me, do it fast It's okay, I'm cool with your decision I been by my lonely for a minute Social distancing before the pandemic Like why the call me on some gimme shit Like, "Gimme that and gimme this" Same ones, they ain't never gave me shit I don't get it, I'm numb, I don't feel it Teacher asked me why my notebook said "No Pity" 'Cause when I leave this schoolhouse, baby, that's how I'm livin' Hop on the bus back to the trenches Ay, I got love for all these niggas They screaming gang, it ain't the same For whatever you want you can call a nigga Even with my flaws, I never showed a flow Never let 'em see you sweat, what I was told Gotta live by that without a doubt Bitch, I did all this without a scout Still down to fuck a nigga's spouse Still tryna send 762s in house and run his mouth They tellin' me I came too far to ever think about goin' back Like, wait a minute, stop right there, look where you at There's only one of you, you can't help everybody and that's a fact Just stick to yourself and keep on running up them racks Well okay, I'm cool with that And you can't hold that gun 'round me if you ain't no fool with that And you can't hit this blunt if you ain't help create the pack I'ma say I love you 'cause I really love you, just don't say it back 'Cause I been hurt before by something I loved in the past Special, I just want you to know you're special I'm just waiting on God to bless you Having dreams of my granny, nigga Fuck what they sayin' lil' nigga, go hard for the family
Writer(s): Lukas Payne, Sterling Reynolds, Janarious Wheeler, Adonte Harrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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