[00:00.000] 作词 : Keyanta Bullard
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Keyanta Bullard
[00:00.000]I don't feel the same
[00:01.254]I don't feel the same no more (I can't)
[00:03.870]I don't feel the same, I don't feel it, I don't, I don't
[00:07.132]I don't feel the same, I don't
[00:08.006]I don't even got the same dream, I don't
[00:09.809](Damn, Smoot, that's you?)
[00:10.368]Tryna be the best father for Jr and Karaun
[00:12.697]Tryna be a better role model that I should've been for Quan
[00:15.463]And, bae, I know that it's been hard
[00:16.973]But I promise, you the one
[00:18.253]Streets took a toll on me, I'm still paranoid with my gun
[00:20.890]Drownin' myself inside this cup, man, this drank got me stuck
[00:23.763]I ain't conversatin' 'bout nobody, the whole world know what's up
[00:26.514]Feel them people movin' in
[00:27.812]I'm prayin' nobody ain't wearin' a wire
[00:29.306]Could've gave my mom that bag that I had spent on my attire (Facts)
[00:32.380]And I'm mentally ****ed up, seventy thousand on the chain
[00:34.847]Regrettin' that shit I did, I could've split that with the gang
[00:37.745]They go on the 'net and try to embarrass me, blogs tryna bash me
[00:40.785]It's niggas tryna toe tag me and the prosecutors tryna max me
[00:43.579]Steady tryna guide Rabbit down the right road (Red)
[00:46.061]Our story get deep deeper, it's some shit that's untold
[00:48.813]It's kinda hard to trust my dog when I know a couple niggas told
[00:51.563]Why the fvck you lyin' sayin' you here when I'm really out here on my own?
[00:55.618]Under the street lights
[00:58.002]Nobody know what it feel like
[01:00.174]When you can't go back home
[01:02.517]Outside, all alone (I'm outside, all alone)
[01:06.696]Under the street lights
[01:08.994]Nobody know what it feel like
[01:10.692]When you can't go back home
[01:13.835]Tryna survive on my own
[01:16.945]The roles of playin' the boss
[01:18.271]You gotta pick up everybody slack (Facts)
[01:19.780]Even when you don't know what to do
[01:21.244]You gotta figure out and handle that
[01:22.559]Everything fall back on you
[01:23.824]When it's goin' good, they salute you
[01:25.393]When it's all bad, they pointin' at you
[01:26.777]Everybody else did, I ain't neglect you, I accept you
[01:29.026]When I speak the truth, it hurt you
[01:30.258]And when you was callin' out, I was first to
[01:31.546]All the wrong that I had did, I still don't deserve you
[01:33.962]When you cross me, I ain't cross you
[01:35.125]When you lost me, it cost you
[01:36.439]You a peasant, how the fvck that you gon' tell me what a boss do?
[01:39.577]And this is a letter to my sons
[01:41.457]When it's all said and done
[01:42.741]Don't trust none of these niggas
[01:44.106]Never forget that you the one (Y'all the one)
[01:45.527]And this is letter to my dogs, I done risked shit for y'all
[01:48.079]I had a dream that all us would ball (Hold on)
[01:50.389]Back to the drawin' board when I recreated my wish
[01:52.994]Told 'em I was done with the streets
[01:54.290]They told me, "That's not real shit"
[01:55.673]I can't consult my time involvin' in bullshit
[01:58.598]Reminiscin' 'bout times, it's some shit I can't forget
[02:02.533]Under the street lights
[02:04.849]Nobody know what it feel like
[02:07.233]When you can't go back home
[02:09.336]Outside, all alone
[02:13.608]Under the street lights
[02:16.146]Nobody know what it feel like
[02:17.926]When you can't go back home
[02:20.891]Tryna survive on my own (I was tryna survive on my own)
[02:24.338]I don't feel the same
[02:26.151]I'm tryna survive on my own out here
[02:29.765]I'm talkin' 'bout, "I'm done with the streets"
[02:31.266]They told me that wasn't real
[02:32.831]They want me to die in the streets
[02:34.737]I got a different pickle

作词 : Keyanta Bullard
作曲 : Keyanta Bullard
I don't feel the same
I don't feel the same no more (I can't)
I don't feel the same, I don't feel it, I don't, I don't
I don't feel the same, I don't
I don't even got the same dream, I don't
(Damn, Smoot, that's you?)
Tryna be the best father for Jr and Karaun
Tryna be a better role model that I should've been for Quan
And, bae, I know that it's been hard
But I promise, you the one
Streets took a toll on me, I'm still paranoid with my gun
Drownin' myself inside this cup, man, this drank got me stuck
I ain't conversatin' 'bout nobody, the whole world know what's up
Feel them people movin' in
I'm prayin' nobody ain't wearin' a wire
Could've gave my mom that bag that I had spent on my attire (Facts)
And I'm mentally ****ed up, seventy thousand on the chain
Regrettin' that shit I did, I could've split that with the gang
They go on the 'net and try to embarrass me, blogs tryna bash me
It's niggas tryna toe tag me and the prosecutors tryna max me
Steady tryna guide Rabbit down the right road (Red)
Our story get deep deeper, it's some shit that's untold
It's kinda hard to trust my dog when I know a couple niggas told
Why the fvck you lyin' sayin' you here when I'm really out here on my own?
Under the street lights
Nobody know what it feel like
When you can't go back home
Outside, all alone (I'm outside, all alone)
Under the street lights
Nobody know what it feel like
When you can't go back home
Tryna survive on my own
The roles of playin' the boss
You gotta pick up everybody slack (Facts)
Even when you don't know what to do
You gotta figure out and handle that
Everything fall back on you
When it's goin' good, they salute you
When it's all bad, they pointin' at you
Everybody else did, I ain't neglect you, I accept you
When I speak the truth, it hurt you
And when you was callin' out, I was first to
All the wrong that I had did, I still don't deserve you
When you cross me, I ain't cross you
When you lost me, it cost you
You a peasant, how the fvck that you gon' tell me what a boss do?
And this is a letter to my sons
When it's all said and done
Don't trust none of these niggas
Never forget that you the one (Y'all the one)
And this is letter to my dogs, I done risked shit for y'all
I had a dream that all us would ball (Hold on)
Back to the drawin' board when I recreated my wish
Told 'em I was done with the streets
They told me, "That's not real shit"
I can't consult my time involvin' in bullshit
Reminiscin' 'bout times, it's some shit I can't forget
Under the street lights
Nobody know what it feel like
When you can't go back home
Outside, all alone
Under the street lights
Nobody know what it feel like
When you can't go back home
Tryna survive on my own (I was tryna survive on my own)
I don't feel the same
I'm tryna survive on my own out here
I'm talkin' 'bout, "I'm done with the streets"
They told me that wasn't real
They want me to die in the streets
I got a different pickle