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Juicy J
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Juicy J
Songwriter
Reylovesu
Lyrics
Duki
Lyrics
Scotty Apex
Lyrics
Bone Collector
Composer
Danny Wolf
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juicy J
Producer
Bone Collector
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Danny Wolf
Producer
Crazy Mike
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Lyrics
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
Yeah-eh-eh (Ra-pa-pa-pa)
Oh, yeah
Call up all the troops, they gon' slide for me (They gon' slide for me)
All I want is truth, don't lie to me (Don't lie to me)
Remember back then no one ride for me (No one ride)
I was in a jam, but I made it out
In my zone, that's my home
I've been gone for too long
Hustlin' and grindin'
All that stress in my head
Been hustlin' and grindin'
I'll be good, I'll be good (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, follow me, I'm gon' lead you to the money
If you name it, I done done it, you already know who run it
I don't kick it with no sucker niggas, nah, we ain't puntin'
Bitch, I ball, I treat every day like Superbowl Sunday
Keep a bad bitch with me with Giuseppes on her feet
Spend some racks on her rack, couple hundred for a weave
You know shawty aim to please, she gon' take care of my knee
She look up to Meg' Thee Stallion, I'm gon' make her work them knees (Woo)
The game ain't for free, go send that deposit
I'll make them blue mail walk it purse and tote that Houston rocket (Rrah)
Homie, please don't get it twisted, they don't mean I'm finna play
Twenty years, I'm still killin' shit, go get the yellow tape (Yellow tape)
Call up all the troops, they gon' slide for me (They gon' slide for me)
All I want is truth, don't lie to me (Don't lie to me)
Remember back then no one ride for me (No one ride)
I was in a jam, but I made it out
In my zone, that's my home
I've been gone for too long
Hustlin' and grindin'
All that stress in my head
Been hustlin' and grindin'
I'll be good, I'll be good
Voy a seguir hustleando por mis sueƱos (SueƱos)
Cielo o infierno, no hay punto medio (Medio)
Fumo para matar los nervios (Los nervios)
Hago mĆŗsica como remedio (Remedio)
Peleo conmigo mismo para matar el ego (Oh)
Su peor enemigo siempre fue su miedo (Yeah)
Marco la jugada, salgo ileso del juego (Wuh)
Para mĆ no existe los "no puedo"
Yo sigo ganando, le doy vuelta el tablero (Al tablero)
Sigo multiplicando, tengo mƔs de siete cero' (7-0')
Yo pongo los billete' y ustede' ponen pero' (Ponen pero'), ja
Y se hacen seguir llamando "raperos" (Jaja)
A ello' le' molesta que yo diga lo que quiero (Ey)
Viva como quiero (Ey)
Haga lo que quiero (Ey)
Ustede' no estaban cuando no habĆa dinero (Cash, cash)
Y las promesa' que tenĆamo' se prendĆan fuego (Pew)
Shout-out pa' Modo Diablo
Shout-out pa' lo' Bardero$
Shout-out pa' to'a la gente que sabe que la quiero
Siempre facturando de enero a enero
DƔndole la vuelta al mundo entero
Call me when they gone, vendrĆ”n por mĆ (VendrĆ”n por mĆ)
Solo quiero la verdad, no me mientas (No me mientas)
Recuerdo aquellos dĆas que solo estaba por mĆ (No se me olvida)
Estaba atrapado, pero me salĆ
En mi zona, that's my home
Ausente for too long
Hustlin' and grindin'
All that stress en mi mente
Been hustlin' and grindin'
Voy a estar bien, I'll be good
Writer(s): Georges-olivier Konan, Jordan Houston, Danny Wolf, Braden Scott Cole, Raymond Concepcion, Mauro Ezequiel Lombardo
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