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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
BEATSAINTFREE JG
Programming
Cheese
Programming
Hurt
Programming
Nick Schmidt
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Gilfenbain
Songwriter
Jonathan gabor
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Nicolas Simon Schmidt
Songwriter
Jason Goldberg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BEATSAINTFREE JG
Producer
Nick Schmidt
Producer
Cheese
Producer
Hurt
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Uh, girl catch the play (go), think slowly, slowly (said I came out the northside)
They don't know me, they don't know me (and I was, I was, you know, I was young at the time)
I feel like my heart got a slow leak (and I, I been through so much)
Keep it rollin', whole plan is holy (fuck these niggas, just sayin')
Hustlin' and I'm locked in, oh-whoa, whoa
Keep it rollin', they know that I could never let go
I got all this money, it ain't changing me, no
You know that I keep one hunnid if you never let me down
Hard knock life, shoot on sight, rock and roll
It's a haunted house
Shorty dream, don't know if it's love, love, love
No, no, no
No, I can't just let you take me out
At the house I'm makin' money pile
Niggas wanna copy, I'm changing the style
Every one minute I'm changing the ride
Ho, don't get it, can't talk right now
Lotta blue Benjis, ten million on side
Flood her, that's all that she want and I did it
Me and them gunners done blow out the city
As long as I want it, I'll never be finished
A whole lot of memories laid on the sentence
Tote a MAC, I be mackin', my pimpin' I'm kickin'
My diamonds, they shine on the top of my linen
My entry be bringing me more credentials
Gotta clean up my dental, I stop at the dentist
And my swag be on point, from the streets to the prison
NBA, Cash Money go back to the business
I done flooded her ears with cash like Guinness
They stay in my business, I said that I did it
Girl, catch the play (go), think slowly, slowly (no)
They don't know me, they don't know me (know me)
I feel like my heart got a slow leak
Keep it rollin', whole plan is holy
Hustlin' and I'm locked in, oh-whoa, whoa
They don't owe me not a thing, it's not a nigga that I owe
Tell me you don't feel the same, just tell me 'cause I know
Four-door that's matte black, new Range Rover
Nigga back, back, leave him slumped over
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Aaron Gilfenbain, Jason Goldberg, Jonathan Gabor, Nicolas Schmidt
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