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Description
Featured Vocals: The-Dream
Executive Producer: Adam Aderbraun
Producer: Amaire Johnson
Additional Vocals: Brian Morgan
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Guitar: Dave Forman
Mastering Engineer: Dave Kutch
Mixer: Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Strings: Doc Allison
Co- Producer: G-Koop
Engineer: Garnett "G" Flynn
Co- Producer: Jake One
Additional Engineer: Jeremy D. Brown
A And R Administrator: Joya Nemley
Additional Engineer: Mario "Wizzo" Fernandez
Producer: Mike & Keys
Additional Producer: MyGuyMars
Executive Producer: Nipsey Hussle
Vocals: Nipsey Hussle
Executive Producer: Samiel Asgehdom
Executive Producer: Stephen Donelson
Executive Producer: Steven "Steve-O" Carless
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Tyler Page
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Zachary Acosta
Writer: Amaire Johnson
Writer: Brian Morgan
Writer: Ermias Asghedom
Writer: Jacob Dutton
Writer: John Groover
Writer: Lamar Edwards
Writer: Michael Cox Jr.
Writer: Robert Mandell
Writer: Terius Nash
Lyrics and translation
Original
And I'm actually gonna get right into it. And you really wanna know how.
You know, how can I blaze my own path? Uh, how can I be successful?
Um, how can I follow the path that someone else has laid for me to be successful?
Sittin' on deuces while the blunt burn Still rap and rap music 'cause I want more
All money in, it's just us four It's just Cobby, it's just Augie, it's just Renport
It's just Adam, it's just Black Sam and both the fats Where your 600 Benz, where your Rovers at? Where your Cuban links, nigga, where your Rollies at?
Where your big booty bad bitches stay with posters at?
Where you hustle, where you run from the police at? Where you ever represented hope, where the hopeless at?
Where you had to take an oath 'fore you sold a sack?
Dealt with all the pressure, played it like you never noticed that
Amongst it all, put yourself on the map Turned into a boomin' operation, where your focus at? Where your 600 Benz, where your Rovers at?
Where your Cuban link, nigga, where your Rollie at?
I would rather shoot before I run Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
You should try and do what we done
Make a million dollars while you young
I would rather shoot before I run
Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton You should try and do what we done
Make a million dollars while you young
So if you could tell us how exactly and what deal you did to make your first million dollars
I can tell you niggas how I came up
Similar to climbin' out the grave, huh Can't be actin' like a bitch tryna get saved, bruh Get that dirt up off your shoulder, step your game up
Can't be chasin' pussy, switch your ways up Can't be fuckin' off your loot, you gotta save up
See, you gon' probably fail tryna play us Streets ain't for everybody, get your grades up Ain't 'bout your money, you just lookin' for a stage, huh And all that stuntin' put a bullet in your brain, huh
Stupid-ass nigga, you can't fade us
Niggas like, "Who even raised Cubs? Where you come from?
Where you get your name from?
You was in the house, not with the runaway slaves, huh You wasn't never in the spot when they raid, huh You ain't really 'bout it, lil' nigga, this a phase, huh"
I would rather shoot before I run Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
You should try and do what we done
Make a million dollars while you young
I would rather shoot before I run
Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
You should try and do what we done
Make a million dollars while you young
Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad I know to you it looks easy Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad I know to you it looks easy Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me Self-made, self-made, nigga really self-made And I'll never understand the type of games you niggas play Westside to the Westside, Atlanta until I die Fuck with my nigga
Nipsey, best believe a nigga gon' ride
Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad I know to you it looks easy Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad I know to you it looks easy Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me
English translation
And I'm actually gonna get right into it. And you really wanna know how.
You know, how can I blaze my own path? Uh, how can I be successful?
Um, how can I follow the path that someone else has laid for me to be successful?
Sittin' on deuces while the blunt burn Still rap and rap music 'cause I want more
All money in, it's just us four It's just Cobby, it's just Augie, it's just Renport
It's just Adam, it's just Black Sam and both the fats Where your 600 Benz, where your Rovers at? Where your Cuban links, nigga, where your Rollies at?
Where your big booty bad bitches stay with posters at?
Where you hustle, where you run from the police at? Where you ever represented hope, where the hopeless at?
Where you had to take an oath 'fore you sold a sack?
Dealt with all the pressure, played it like you never noticed that
Amongst it all, put yourself on the map Turned into a boomin' operation, where your focus at? Where your 600 Benz, where your Rovers at?
Where your Cuban link, nigga, where your Rollie at?
I would rather shoot before I run Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
You should try and do what we done
Make a million dollars while you young
I would rather shoot before I run
Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton You should try and do what we done
Make a million dollars while you young
So if you could tell us how exactly and what deal you did to make your first million dollars
I can tell you niggas how I came up
Similar to climbin' out the grave, huh Can't be actin' like a bitch tryna get saved, bruh Get that dirt up off your shoulder, step your game up
Can't be chasin' pussy, switch your ways up Can't be fuckin' off your loot, you gotta save up
See, you gon' probably fail tryna play us Streets ain't for everybody, get your grades up Ain't 'bout your money, you just lookin' for a stage, huh And all that stuntin' put a bullet in your brain, huh
Stupid-ass nigga, you can't fade us
Niggas like, "Who even raised Cubs? Where you come from?
Where you get your name from?
You was in the house, not with the runaway slaves, huh You wasn't never in the spot when they raid, huh You ain't really 'bout it, lil' nigga, this a phase, huh"
I would rather shoot before I run Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
You should try and do what we done
Make a million dollars while you young
I would rather shoot before I run
Pressure on my shoulder weigh a ton
You should try and do what we done
Make a million dollars while you young
Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad I know to you it looks easy Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad I know to you it looks easy Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me Self-made, self-made, nigga really self-made And I'll never understand the type of games you niggas play Westside to the Westside, Atlanta until I die Fuck with my nigga
Nipsey, best believe a nigga gon' ride
Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad I know to you it looks easy Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad I know to you it looks easy Tell me why you mad, fool, tell me why you mad But this shit ain't easy, believe me