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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jae Skeese
Performer
Big K.R.I.T.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ALBERT MONDANE
Composer
Justin Scott
Composer
Jarrett Jackson
Arranger
Kenneth Brent Farley Jr.
Composer
Chad Kemp
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mitch Arizona
Producer
Johan Welch
Recording Engineer
Micah Wyatt
Recording Engineer
Mac D Beats
Recording Engineer
Sonny "Carson" Tudeme
Mixing Engineer
Mark Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Uh, yo
Making something outta nothing nigga
I been innovating with the risks I'm taking
Cuz consistent payments are the indication
That you got your situation situated
And I'm good
You know I got it coming in on a schedule
I put in the work to climb up the mountain top
Cuz when you up you get better views
Yeah I'm in control, my hands on the steering wheel
And I keep em at ten and two
She know I'm that nigga so she want my hands on that cat
And it's just like a petting zoo
I handle my business professional
And run like receivers for revenue
I need to see 2 commas and like 6 zeros to the left of the decimal
I try not to live all inside the past
You only as great as your latest
I wanna be in that conversation bout the greatest
I'm a make em debate it
A Buffalo nigga
But I got my roots in the south them vibes on the playlist
And I love the wide body on the Lac Lac
Man it's just like a spaceship
I might be dripped in some bape shit
SB's on my skate shit
When im on my craft they know it's gas
Give em red eyes like a late trip
I started going off like alarm timers
And then niggas got Alzheimer's
Like I ain't been told niggas
I got a spark that really can cause fires
Making something outta nothing nigga
I been innovating with the risks I'm taking
Cuz consistent payments are the indication
That you got your situation situated
And I'm good
You know I got it coming in on a schedule
I put in the work to climb up the mountain top
Cuz when you up you get better views
I'm sitchy
Kicking pimpin', get reciprocated
Got her putting ten toes in the pavement
I'm supposed to lose can't believe I made it
Alot of bucks are near us, that's a Tom Brady
This the aftermath of being shady
They was sleeping on me now they all awakened
How you Muslim hanging with the bacon
All this Instagraming
Got these niggas faking
Louis V shades in a drop top
Sauce got the bitch getting lit tryna pop lock
Step out in red Louis Forces, they deadstock
Sauce Hulk Hogan got drip in a headlock
Might make a wife leave her husband fuck wedlock
Glock called Cyclops, laser beam red dot
We only talk on Facetime cuz the feds watch
Ran out of service I'm driving through dead spots
Stretching my bands out, yep he a real road runner
Four white bitches in the summer
Lebron James Hummer
Cuban link cost five hundred
Oakley shades on Stevie Wonder
I ain't Ice Cube but I kill anacondas
Snakeskin on the boots when it's raining or something
Momma was smoking on meth in the kitchen
Whole house smell like she was spray painting or something
She always knew I'd be famous for something
Probably why she kept that pain in my stomach
I went to get it and chase after millions
If she kept me full then I wouldn't grow up hungry
I used to sleep on the floor with the junkies
Born in the jungle but couldn't be a monkey
Still got some demons inside me that haunt me
Christian Dior from the Lord feeling comfy
Making something outta nothing nigga
I been innovating with the risks I'm taking
Cuz consistent payments are the indication
That you got your situation situated
And I'm good
You know I got it coming in on a schedule
I put in the work to climb up the mountain top cuz
Whe you up you get better views
What if I told you back when I was young I barely was sober
Rapping about shit I was dreaming of owning
Driving around, barely was going
Anywhere, any day I'm bout to crash it
In river cuz a country boy just didn't know that travel
Would take more than just passion
More like a boat and a paddle
That's half the battle
You need some kinfolk, that's locked in
You need a hit song
Go top ten
You need the fashion
That's poppin'
Foreigner droppin'
You need to hop in
One of these bitches
Gon jump down
When you get riches
Everyone round
One for the haters that went in the distance when visiting home
He gon get gunned down
Fuck these haters and fuck these hoes
Still Multi 'til the day I'm froze
It made me too hot but what about yours
And these VVS gon dosey doe
Gripping on grain, a poke bowl
I never fucked with them lanes
I kept my soul
And still shining, bumping reclining
Stars in alignment cuz even granny had golds
Prayed up, all the sleepy nights I stayed up
Back when that rap name was made up
I can't remember then a time that
Needed to be more grab ordinary famous
Legendary with the language
Making something out
I barely got alot
I had to get up out the situation that I came up in, Krizzle
Making something outta nothing nigga
I been innovating with the risks I'm taking
Cuz consistent payments are the indication
That you got your situation Situated
And I'm good
You know I got it coming in on a schedule
I put in the work to climb up the mountain top cuz
When you up you get better views
Writer(s): Albert Mondane, Jarrett Jackson, Justin Scott, Kenneth Brent Farley Jr.
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