i woke up feeling good so i said fuck it , i need to get this writen out...

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[Credits]

Performed by Bimpin, Henny Hermes and KILJ
Production by Stafford Beats
Mixed by Seth Watson 
Mastered by Gabi Grella
Written by Gavi Shohet Zabin, Damon Failla, Jelani Lofton and more.

[Lyrics]

He knows he’s the one, but like he’s always questioning himself 
And I just I-I don’t like motherfuckers like that bro
But like, Bimpin, Henny and J 
They gon’ kill the industry man 
Fuck that shit, put it 2Life

Plenty of us, hit the line, I ain’t giving no trust 
We gon put you in yo’ place, straight into the dust
We gon’ rack them numbers up, we gon’ win a Grammy, yeah, that is a must
Plenty of us, hit the line, I ain’t giving no trust 
We gon put you in yo’ place, straight into the dust
We gon’ rack them numbers up, we gon’ win a Grammy, yeah, that is a must

Aye, I’ve been on the go
Switching up these checks while I’m switching up my bros
Trippin, don’t care bout’ these hoes
Going to the top, I’ll see how it flows
In a good place, take my heart, take my life, don’t break
Real ways to make me feel real fake
Focus on this lense, can’t let them all hate
Plotting on me, they was asking for the smoke 
In my head they be calling me a joke
Bitch clown hard, she hope I’ll choke

Aye, hope I’ll choke
Aye, bitch clown hard she hope I’ll choke 
(2Life) Yeah, yeah (aye, aye)

Plenty of us, hit the line, I ain’t giving no trust 
We gon put you in yo’ place, straight into the dust
We gon’ rack them numbers up, we gon’ win a Grammy, yeah, that is a must
Plenty of us, hit the line, I ain’t giving no trust 
We gon put you in yo’ place, straight into the dust
We gon’ rack them numbers up, we gon’ win a Grammy, yeah, that is a must

Yeah, all these bitches too fake, too fake
Saw me a foreign so I bought that whole new face
Hated on me back now I see them and they like oh hey
Now she wanna’ fuck, I see her staring at my plain jane 
New it, I could do this shit, got everything to loose
You be talking shit, so I don’t wanna talk to you 
And tryna put me in the blame for shit that I ain’t even do 
That’s the way it goes, everybody pissed, I play it cool
Woah-oh, don’t know if there’s anyone I could say I loved 
I just took a xannie, now I’m feeling like a star
Know I gotta quit but I can’t stumble, fall apart 

Plenty of us, hit the line, I ain’t giving no trust 
We gon put you in yo’ place, straight into the dust
We gon’ rack them numbers up, we gon’ win a Grammy, yeah, that is a must
Plenty of us, hit the line, I ain’t giving no trust 
We gon put you in yo’ place, straight into the dust
We gon’ rack them numbers up, we gon’ win a Grammy, yeah, that is a must

I told my momma I’m straight
Since I’ve been getting out everyday
Counting up the commas yeah the bankrol
Now I’m hopping out the god damn wraith
Swerving on the E-way with the god damn top down 
These n****s ain’t really better, I know they only wanna’ talk 
Got my hands around the bag and I flooded out the watch 
And your bitch that I was fucking, I was all on that box
Smoking on OG, the shit you can’t cop
Yeah shit you can’t cop
N***s really think I wouldn’t make it this far
But n*** fuck that, now that I’m up you better not run back
(Run back)
(Run back)
(Run back)

Plenty of us, hit the line, I ain’t giving no trust 
We gon put you in yo’ place, straight into the dust
We gon’ rack them numbers up, we gon’ win a Grammy, yeah, that is a must
Plenty of us, hit the line, I ain’t giving no trust 
We gon put you in yo’ place, straight into the dust
We gon’ rack them numbers up, we gon’ win a Grammy, yeah, that is a must

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