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2KBABY
Vocals
Danny Hajj
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Todd
Songwriter
Darryl Granberry, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Passmore
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Danny Hajj
Producer
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Lyrics
You might think you know me
I was just like you, step in my shoes and shit get lonely, oh
Swear I was that dude that had no clue this shit was for me, oh, oh
But this shit ain't nothing' new, these niggas phony, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Sweet life, Zack and Cody
I know he on deck and he gon' step 'cause that's my brodie, oh
We fuck up a check, let's make a bet, you gotta show me, oh, oh
Now you know I never left my fuckin' woadie, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Like how did my lifestyle get so lavish?
Now a nigga mad rich, pop out with a bad bitch
Pipe down, you ain't made it off that rappin'
Got your peoples laughin', know your ass be cappin'
What's happenin'? Baby, I ain't swaggin' like no average
I'm trappin', baby, I was packin' with the package
I'm taxin' any goofy nigga that be gassin'
I'm stackin' and you would never tell 'cause I ain't flashin'
You might think you know me
I was just like you, step in my shoes and shit get lonely, oh
Swear I was that dude that had no clue this shit was for me, oh, oh
But this shit ain't nothin' new, these niggas phony, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Sweet life, Zack and Cody
I know he on deck and he gon' step 'cause that's my brodie, oh
We fuck up a check, let's make a bet, you gotta show me, oh, oh
Now you know I never left my fuckin' woadie, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, all my haters hatin' 'cause they under me
If this bitch get poppin', more than likely it's because of me
They duckin' me (yeah)
He say that's his bitch, but she be fuckin' me (ooh)
Got the racks and moved out to L. A., I did it suddenly
I had to move out, I'm in the groove now (yeah)
Me and my bitch just broke up in the morning, but we cool now
She know I'm that nigga now, so now she on me, on me
Niggas is fake, so I know you not my homie, homie
You might think you know me
I was just like you, step in my shoes and shit get lonely, oh
Swear I was that dude that had no clue this shit was for me, oh, oh
But this shit ain't nothin' new, these niggas phony, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Sweet life, Zack and Cody
I know he on deck and he gon' step 'cause that's my brodie, oh
We fuck up a check, let's make a bet, you gotta show me, oh, oh
Now you know I never left my fuckin' woadie, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): Darryl Granberry Jr., Christian Michael Todd, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., Ronnie O'bannon, Danny Hajj, Ignacio Ezequiel Martinez Aversa
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