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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleepy Hallow
Vocals
Great John
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegan Chambers
Songwriter
Johnathan Scott
Songwriter
Karel Jorge
Songwriter
Jeremy Soto
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Great John
Producer
Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Great John on the beat, by the way
When you down, then you out, they ain't showing up
Elevated gang, I'll be going up
Too fast, I ain't ever think of slowing up
Only time I lean on you when I'm pourin' up
I bet they ain't believe you, yeah
Bet they ain't wanna see you, yeah-yeah
I bet they treat you like you see-through, uh
Me and you was never equal
Turn that pain into fame, I did that, uh
I bet they wonder where he live at
Hundred chops inside the crib, get your wig cracked
If that bitch get up on me, she get a Ritz crack'
Took the gang to Miami
We kept them choppers around, might tell your boy to sit down
'Cause I know niggas can't stand me
And I don't want you around, 'cause you ain't holding me down
You ain't a part of the family
Want smoke, then we steaming like Stanley
I used to want the Porsche 'til I hopped in the AMG
I'm like, "Fuck it, I still might"
I got my gun, I ain't pussy, I still fight
But we can't go back
Seen a lot of pain, I done seen a lot of rats
All part of the game, I'm just telling you the facts
I'm a big dog, said she want me all up in her cat
How your game change, you ain't never running racks
Know they mad, got them ready to attack me
A-B-C, she want D in the backseat
She was on E, F'ed up when she met G
That mean when she met me
It get lonely at the top, the bottom too crowded (mmm-hmm)
Said they feeling me, but I ain't feeling nobody
When you down, then you out, they ain't showing up
Elevated gang, I'll be going up
Too fast, I ain't ever think of slowing up
Only time I lean on you when I'm pourin' up
I bet they ain't believe you, yeah
Bet they ain't wanna see you, yeah-yeah
I bet they treat you like you see-through, uh
Me and you was never equal, uh
Me and you are not the same, no-no
You a pistol, I'm a Draco, huh
I could turn you to a John Doe
All these snakes, all I needed was a lawn mow
You ain't gotta act like you love (yeah-yeah)
Know I feel better with drugs (yeah-yeah)
Tell my steppers I'll be better off ones
I told them I make it, it is what it was
And I stand on that shit like no seats in this club
It's hot, how we freezing them up?
All this ice, I ain't keeping it tucked
And I stay with my Glock, it's a must
Gotta watch 'em, you know I don't trust
I hopped in my whip, used to hop on the bus
When you down, then you out, they ain't showing up
Elevated gang, I'll be going up
Too fast, I ain't ever think of slowing up
Only time I lean on you when I'm pourin' up
I bet they ain't believe you, yeah
Bet they ain't wanna see you, yeah-yeah
I bet they treat you like you see-through, uh
Me and you was never equal
Writer(s): Jeremy Soto, Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Tegan Chambers
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