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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daniel Mills Sr.
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaylon Mills
Songwriter
Myles Martin
Songwriter
Daniel Mills Sr.
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Myles Martin
Producer
Steezy
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Don't wait until I'm gone to put a rose at my feet
Praying for my spot but you would fold in this seat
A lot of niggas rap but they motive be weak
I'm just trying to feed the fam until I'm old and deceased
Momma seen me starve but she know Ima eat
Fresh up off the yard we patrolling the streets
Little nigga hard but he ain't colder then me
Ten bands in that bed with the hole in the sheets
Got to roll with this heat cause they been killing folks
My only daughter is 5, can't let her get exposed
Conversations with God, he say we getting close
Got to switch up the list with all my written goals
Shorty holding me down, I ain't been hitting hoes
I've been hitting the stu, give me a different glow
Thinking back on the times when shit was getting slow
And I just stuck to the grind, knew I was fin to blow
Now we celebrate just for the fuck of it
Money on the way, just keep it coming in
Every day I wake is just another win
Show the ups and downs cause I just can't pretend
All the ones who hate, we left them in the wind
First check to the face then split the dividends
Always kept it straight, I never break or bend
Leave him in his place, they trying to make amends
No, I ain't forget about them closed doors
Trapping state to state until we're on tour
Everything I get, it's like I want more
But I cannot forget that we were once poor
Tapping in again, yea it's us Lord
We was down ten, now we up four
It's time to receive what I've come for
Reparations or we leave in a uproar
Separation from my city cause I'm built different
Look around for respect cause it's still missing
One hundred niggas in my corner but I feel distant
One hundred niggas on that corner, in the field tripping
Know a nigga with a murder and he still sitting
Another nigga with a murder and he still chipping
I ain't chilling on the block but I still miss it
Niggas act like they forgot but they still witness
Now we celebrate just for the fuck of it
Money on the way, just keep it coming in
Every day I wake is just another win
Show the ups and downs cause I just can't pretend
All the ones who hate, we left them in the wind
First check to the face then split the dividends
Always kept it straight, I never break or bend
Leave him in his place, they trying to make amends
Writer(s): Jaylon Mills
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