Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damonte Renzell Wiley
Songwriter
Larry Stafford
Songwriter
Lyrics
Why you wanna see me down
Having issue w aggression, I can't take this momentary feeling just for granted
What the fuck I'm gone do now
Thought yoiu was brother like I planned it
No no no
Gotta help myself before these niggas
It's crazy Dey wanna see me at my weakest
But it's so hard to believe it
Gave you all my love and now I'm bleeding
I put dollars in yo mouth made sure you eating
So How you cross me
But enough about that shit I'm speaking money
Put 100 on my wrist when I do numbers
Blood brothers, shit I'm making sure you stichy how I love brothers
Whookie and two foe that's why I love brothers
Gang shit
After everything i did for you
After all the shit I split with you
I can't take myself how I'm cutting
I can't help these bitches always fuckin us
Anything put us all in
Do eveything to see us all win
Can't nun stop my grind
Can't nun help this feeling that I'm seeing in my mind
Huhhh I'm tired of all these cries
Mhhhhm I'm tired of all these lies but I'm all good
Everything them rainy days over
They know my granny raised a soldier
Writer(s): Damonte Wiley
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