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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cruch Calhoun
Cruch Calhoun
Performer
David Brewster
David Brewster
Rap
Jerae Prather
Jerae Prather
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Brewster
David Brewster
Songwriter
Jerae Prather
Jerae Prather
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derrickonthebeat
Derrickonthebeat
Producer
Mixed by Kamillion
Mixed by Kamillion
Mixing Engineer
John Sparkz
John Sparkz
Mastering Engineer
Lyrivelli
Lyrivelli
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Rich niggas, poor niggas Rich niggas, broke niggas Upper class, poor niggas Uh Rich niggas, poor niggas Big clout, broke niggas Dope dealings, coke sniffings Still living with no hope niggas Real niggas, old niggas Might have broke the law but still, followed by the cold niggas Ones that never told this for them, silence is made of gold, niggas Stood on ten toes, niggas You came home ain't get in no trouble, get off parole niggas My baby need me, so I gotta make it back home, niggas The wrong decisions that had you wrapped up with the wrong niggas The right decisions, how you right where you belong, nigga? Don't be a wack nigga Just be yourself don't try to be like all these rap niggas Half the time that shit ain't even that niggas This for my Can take you out your comfort zone but still adapt niggas Turn anything into the world into trap niggas This for the Ones that make it happen, feel like the world on my back, niggas The ones that keep it street, they don't at niggas This for the Ones that played the streets but got some time niggas They realize this shit different, went and got a job niggas This for my live niggas, still outside niggas To all my Crip niggas, Blood niggas, gangsta niggas, thug niggas Rich niggas, poor niggas (uh) Big clout, broke niggas (uh) Dope dealings, coke sniffings (yeah) Still living with no hope niggas (yeah) Real niggas, old niggas Might have broke the law but still, followed by the cold niggas (30) Ones that never told this for them, silence is made of gold, niggas Stood on ten toes, niggas (ten) You came home ain't get in no trouble, get off parole niggas My baby need me, so I gotta make it back home, niggas (back home) The wrong decisions that had you wrapped up with the wrong niggas This for my trap brothers, Yankee hat wearers From the crack era (crack era) Pain get hard to hide, can see it on they face like mascara (I can see) Black wearers, Delancey Street shopping, tryna grab Letterman's Bubble Goose, when it got freezing out, that shit had mad feathers This for dice niggas, head crackers, even ask 'bout us This for niggas broke that like to talk 'bout when they had cheddar This for niggas hatin', in they DNA, they dad jealous (dad was jealous) This for niggas that wasn't allowed to do shit, now the bag let 'em (yeah, money talk) This for 25 to lifers, this for all the sacrifices (sacrifice) This for bitches really mean, but for dollars they act the nicest (they mean) This for all the homies lost their life 'cause liquor had 'em hyper (too hyper) This for homies that grew up rumbling, just know, you had to fight This for niggas spend they last to cop a new Dior fit This for unc' that's drunk, he love beer, just want a cold sip (that all?) This for gangstas hangin' 'round rappers, tryna extort shit (not me) This for sentences the Judge givin', now make the court flip (stay cautious) Rich niggas, poor niggas Big clout, broke niggas Dope dealings, coke sniffings Still living with no hope niggas Real niggas, old niggas Might have broke the law but still, followed by the cold niggas Ones that never told this for them, silence is made of gold, niggas Stood on ten toes, niggas You came home ain't get in no trouble, get off parole niggas My baby need me, so I gotta make it back home, niggas The wrong decisions that had you wrapped up with the wrong niggas
Writer(s): David Brewster, Jerae Tyri Prather Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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