Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blake B (BURKHALTER BLAKE ALEXANDER)
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blake B (BURKHALTER BLAKE ALEXANDER)
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
G.White
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Black B
Yea Gemini, cocky as shit
Straight playa line and
I promise
I ain't ever had to leave any hoe a tip
Ya girl, just wanna taste the tip
She said you just a tempt
Can't hit it right
Arch her back
Baby tryna leave here, with a limp
Put 'em to the test
Fake Nigga's
Don't worry
Y'all exempt
Johnny Gill
Money my provocative
Y'all yapping like y'all paid
Y'all just talkative
Anxiety build my confidence
Kept my grind
Low
Anonymous
Leave them there that profitless
Now you can see my dominance
They thought I was incompetent but always kept my eyes on the six
Use your ears
Thought heard a hiss
Texas shit like that
Can't get what missed or
Dismissed and
Rattle snakes in my grass
They don't exist
And I'm convinced
I left a lot of Niggas mad
Baby stay precise and persistent
My old head use to tell me life's a game play your cards
Life is what you make it
It's a bitch
Know she hit you hard
You better learn to guard
Smartest gone eat regardless
You not here to set the table?
You gone have to starve
My old head use to tell me life's a game play your cards
Life is what you make it
It's a bitch
Know she hit you hard
You better learn to guard
Smartest gone eat regardless
You not here to set the table?
You gone have to starve
Back again like I never left
Cause I'm top grade Nigga I'm top shelf
Took care my health
Without any help
Felt like I'm doing this shit myself
Anybody else really invest in me
Time in me
Except maybe G
Whoever left
Petty apology
Ain't heard
Other side of me
Now I'm finna give u my therapy
Is there anybody that care for me?
Left alone
Did me wrong
But swear
Ok the tell Grammys
I need a nominee
They say problem is me
But the only one seem to be getting cash, is me
Hmm
This equation don't add up to me
Big bank big cash big money
Manifest and stash is all need
It's big goals to keep my family out of poverty
Dumb Nigga's should model me
I'll be honor and pleased
Just know I taught you something you need
And trust I keep a bag of trees
Life bout making memories
My old head use to tell me life's a game play ya card
Life is what you make it
It's a bitch
Know she hit you hard
You better learn to guard
Smartest gone eat regardless
You not here to set the table?
You gone have to starve
My old head use to tell me life's a game play ya card
Life is what you make it
It's a bitch
Know she hit you hard
You better learn to guard
Smartest gone eat regardless
You not here to set the table?
You gone have to starve
My old head use to tell me life's a game play ya card
Life is what you make it
It's a bitch
Know she hit you hard
You better learn to guard
Smartest gone eat regardless
You not here to set the table?
You gone have to starve
My old head use to tell me life's a game play ya card
Life is what you make it
It's a bitch
Know she hit you hard
You better learn to guard
Smartest gone eat regardless
You not here to set the table?
You gone have to starve
Writer(s): Burkhalter Blake Alexander
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