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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnny Cocoa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Green
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny Cocoa
Recording Engineer
Yung Lando
Producer
Yo Benji
Producer
Josh Coleman
Producer
Monstré Dion Green
Assistant Recording Engineer
Christopher Billick
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I can see the crocodiles coming
I can see the crocodiles coming
I can smell the blood in the air
I can see them alligators coming
Don't you smell that blood in the air?
Circling all around me
Why can't nobody tell me how much blood in the streets?
Puddles all around me
If they innocent ain't violent
Why they keep getting IV's?
But I bet you feel me better if I tell you
That we finna ride out yeah we sliding
And I thought them * learned that
War ain't good for business
And you * up the business when you don't mind it
Staying out the way only way
To guarantee you getting paid these days yeah
Shoutout to everybody on the paper trail
Just trying to see the road get paved yeah
And if you doing it for the trenches
Do it for the trenches
Why I never see you * buying up no buildings?
Trying to get inspired only hear bout * killing
Why they say they gangsta if they
Always in they feelings?
And I know the majority ain't gon feel this
I'm just telling my story I hope you hear this
But believe me
These eyes of the tiger won't deceive me
I can see the crocodiles coming
I can smell the blood in the air
I can see them alligators coming
Don't you smell that blood in the air?
Circling all around me
Why can't nobody tell me how much blood in the streets?
Puddles all around me
Why we tippy toeing around the blood of our kings
Blood of our queens
Blood of our children spilling blood on them dreams?
We know they really need us
And I ain't tryna sound like no preacher
But I bet you won't gun down police huh?
I heard some * screaming they was gon bleed him
What about his daughter I just hope you don't bleed her
What about his mama why you forcing him to leave her?
What about his lady tell me * who gon feed her?
Think about them babies and the family that need him
Knowing he can't be there
But you * don't be thinking at all
Say ya solid later on end up killing ya dog
Turn around and tell everybody
How everybody else wasn't loyal
But ya killing em all
Tell me how many of them fake among us
Coming from the swamp you can't trust anacondas
I can see the crocodiles coming
I can smell the blood in the air
I can see them alligators coming
Don't you smell that blood in the air?
Circling all around me
Why can't nobody tell me how much blood in the streets?
Puddles all around me
Tell me how many more of my people gotta bleed
Writer(s): Caleb Green
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