Lyrics: Sandile Makhasi
Music: Sandile Makhasi
Arranger: Solo Sae
Producer: 蒋雪儿Snow.J
Mixing Engineer Mixing Engineer：Solo Sae
Mastering Mastering ：Solo Sae
音乐Coordinator Music coordination：Ling
OP/SP ：青风音乐Cheerful Music
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Yeah yeah, chop
Uh,yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, chop
Huh yeah, uh
Yeah yeah huh, chop
Yeah, yeah
Walkin'right, ahead i'm steppin in
Angels watchin' over I ain't worried 'bout a thing yeah
Here until it's over i'ma be right in this bi*ch
Yeah it's gettin colder I ain't got a fu*k to give
Yeah this how it goes sometimes I can't even feel a thing
Yeah this sh*t get realer when my heart feel heavy
Yeah this sh*tget realer when my heart feel empty
It's heavy on my shoulders but I can't **** around and trip
I swear you'll never know when it's gon come around your ends (yeah)
This right here's gon'make her shake it down, it's just like that (yeah)
This right here's gon' turn a hatin' bi*ch into a fan(yeah)
Ah ah, lemme put that auto pilot on and land(yeah)
I came with the liquor, got me pourin up my drank
Get me, get me, get in that pu**y babe you sexy(yeah)
I still rock 'em Nikes, ion want me no Balenci (yeah)
I came in with the sauce and yeah it's awesome shawty know
I live one hella life, look what it cost me on the low
Droppin' in, I came from the west (Hm ma)
Lockin' in, ya'll can't see what's next
Ngazo ng'cika la, don't bring me no more stress
Bring me some more checks yeah
Walkin'right, ahead i'm steppin in
Angels watchin' over I ain't worried 'bout a thing yeah
Here until it's over i'ma be right in this bi*ch
Yeah it's gettin colder I ain't got a fu*k to give
Yeah this how it goes sometimes I can't even feel a thing
Yeah this sh*t get realer when my heart feel heavy
Yeah this sh*t get realer when my heart feel empty
It's heavy on my shoulders but I can't **** around and trip
I swear you'll never know when it's gon come around your ends
Slidin' and puttin the work in and gettin' my money, young nigga for sure
Grindin' again and again and again, after restin' i'm grindin some more
I was out hittin' the dash in the city, get mines then I get that sh*t home
I wasn't worrying nothin, I had to keep it a buck (shi)
I had to fall yeah I had to struggle, yeah I had to get it up
I had to duck all dem pretty much, I got the key to the vault
I got the key, lookin' out for the family I gotta be keepin' em close
Puttin' 'em records out like it's whatever they gotta be eatin' for sure
I- get somebody call on 911, i'm on fire
I got on the road for sure, i'm gon' ride
Yeah I put it on the family we gon blow, we gon' shine
Oh woah we gon'
Walkin'right, ahead i'm steppin in
Angels watchin' over I ain't worried 'bout a thing yeah
Here until it's over i'ma be right in this bi*ch
Yeah it's gettin colder I ain't got a fu*k to give
Yeah this how it goes sometimes I can't even feel a thing
Yeah this sh*t get realer when my heart feel heavy
Yeah this sh*t get realer when my heart feel empty
It's heavy on my shoulders but I can't fu*k around and trip
I swear you'll never know when it's gon come around your ends