More songs by YFN Lucci
Description
Vocals: YFN Lucci
Producer: Gabe Lucas
Producer: Kaigoinkrazy
Executive Producer: Dae'Shawn "Dae-Day" Shelton
A And R Administrator: Essence Carson
Executive Producer: G. "Fly" Henry
Executive Producer: G. “Fly” Henry
Programmer: Gabe Lucas
Executive Producer: Gilles Walters
Masterer: John Horesco
A& R: Justin “Teddy” Harris
Programmer: Kaigoinkrazy
Mixer, Recorded By: Keith Dawson
Executive Producer: Keith Dawson
A And R Administrator: Lisa Smith Craig
Executive Producer: YFN Lucci
Writer: Rayshawn Bennett
Writer: Luka Berman
Writer: Kai Hasegawa
Lyrics and translation
Original
You just hatin' 'cause I'm realer than you
My bitch badder than your bitch, and I got pictures to prove
And we so high up like we buildin' a roof
I make millions out of nothin' from just spillin' my truth
Yeah, we still grindin' like we got somethin' to prove
Even though we got nothin' to prove
Took every risk 'cause we had nothin' to lose
Makin' millions just spillin' my truth
Spillin' my truth, spillin' my truth
Look, okay, look, crazy thing about it
I was in the can, and I was still makin' deposits, and I kept it solid, uh
Red bone bitch tryna suck me like a Lolli
Everything I left when I was gone, I still got it
Ay, boy, you dead wrong if you think I'll ever let you try me (uh)
And I'm on parole, but I'll never go without it (look)
Never held my head down, I'm ten toes about it!
Took my time, showin' these diamonds, I know they eyein'
Say Pat like, "Bro, why is you smilin'? This nigga wildin'"
Ay, they was tryna give me 200 years, they was tryna hide me
How you get 200 years without a body?
Momma shed too many tears, no more cryin'
Truth
Spillin' my truth
Spillin' my (look)
They say I threw my mans out
When you on a move, sometimes it don't go how it planned out
You wouldn't understand how
A whole lot of trials and tribulations got me this far
Rest up, 'cause your grandson made it this far
Ay, I'm just glad his last ride was the back of a 'Bach
He was somethin' like Cam Newton, had a whole lotta hats
The shit I put my family through, I'm just glad to be back
I been a big dog, fool, I was never a rat
If you catch me talkin', it's facts, I put the hood on my back
I'll put yo face on a shirt if you put my name in your raps
The streets to the cage, I adapt
They say I changed, that's cap, if you see me hatin', that's rare
Through all of that pain, you wasn't there
You just hatin' 'cause I'm realer than you
My bitch badder than your bitch, and I got pictures to prove
And we so high up like we buildin' a roof
I make millions out of nothin' from just spillin' my truth
And we still grindin' like we got somethin' to prove
Even though we got nothin' to prove
Took every risk 'cause we had nothin' to lose
Makin' millions just spillin' my truth
Spillin' my truth, spillin' my truth (damn Kyle, you going crazy)
Spillin' my truth, spillin' my truth