[00:00.00] 作词 : Kevin Gomringer/Radric Davis/Shane Lindstrom/Tim Gomringer
[00:00.43] 作曲 : Kevin Gomringer/Radric Davis/Shane Lindstrom/Tim Gomringer
[00:00.87]Murda on the beat so it's not nice
[00:03.66]Hah
[00:09.28]It's Gucci
[00:11.32]Hah
[00:13.53]I was piss poor, sleeping on the dirt floor
[00:16.03]And we couldn't pay the rent
[00:17.54]So it's a notice on the door
[00:19.07]The neighbors been noticed so what I'ma front for?
[00:22.12]Using pennies for the bus like what I'ma stunt for?
[00:25.35]Mama workin' like a dog but we still broke
[00:28.97]We lighting candles in the house
[00:30.90]'Cause the lights off
[00:32.12]The best thing that ever happened
[00:33.95]I got kicked out
[00:35.25]Bought me a Chevy, got a grill, now I'm gold-mouthed
[00:38.46]I lost my daddy last year, I couldn't even cry
[00:41.51]'Cause it's so hard to shed a tear
[00:43.24]He didn't even try
[00:44.67]The only person in the world I could fully trust
[00:47.71]Was my older brother Vic, that's just how it was
[00:50.97]Top in the trunk, this for Bankroll and Slim Dunk
[00:54.02]I miss that girl Beasley, she was a real one
[00:57.10]I had an artist that I treated like my own son
[01:00.16]Gave him the shirt off my back and my own gun
[01:03.33]R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, Mister Don Don
[01:06.51]It's been rainin' so long, when the sun comin'?
[01:09.62]I'm drop top but put the top up when the storm comin'
[01:12.68]Sometimes I think about my past
[01:14.38]It make me start tripping
[01:15.94]I was gifted with a talent that was god-given
[01:18.85]But I was so hard-headed I would not listen
[01:22.14]Sometimes I sit and I reflect about that cold prison
[01:25.11]And doing pull-ups with a nigga got a life sentence
[01:28.29]They gave my nigga Grant life, he only gained on me
[01:31.34]Five years later, how we in the same room?
[01:34.54]You go to jail
[01:35.41]That's when you see who really love you
[01:37.58]I don't think nobody love me like my auntie Jean do
[01:40.70]R.I.P my auntie Jean and uncle Goat too
[01:43.83]How you gon' judge me
[01:44.94]You don't know what I been through
[01:46.98]I think these killers need a hug, I need a hug too
[01:50.05]You send a slug
[01:51.12]I send a slug, you know how thugs do
[01:53.20]But I forgive, I been forgiven, I hold grudges too
[01:56.32]I'm just a work in progress, I'm not even through
[01:59.44]But I forgive, I been forgiven, I hold grudges too
[02:02.55]I'm just a work in progress
[02:04.57]I'm not even through (It's Gucci)
[02:11.00]Wop
[02:14.34]Hah
[02:17.37]Woo

作词 : Kevin Gomringer/Radric Davis/Shane Lindstrom/Tim Gomringer
作曲 : Kevin Gomringer/Radric Davis/Shane Lindstrom/Tim Gomringer
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Hah
It's Gucci
Hah
I was piss poor, sleeping on the dirt floor
And we couldn't pay the rent
So it's a notice on the door
The neighbors been noticed so what I'ma front for?
Using pennies for the bus like what I'ma stunt for?
Mama workin' like a dog but we still broke
We lighting candles in the house
'Cause the lights off
The best thing that ever happened
I got kicked out
Bought me a Chevy, got a grill, now I'm gold-mouthed
I lost my daddy last year, I couldn't even cry
'Cause it's so hard to shed a tear
He didn't even try
The only person in the world I could fully trust
Was my older brother Vic, that's just how it was
Top in the trunk, this for Bankroll and Slim Dunk
I miss that girl Beasley, she was a real one
I had an artist that I treated like my own son
Gave him the shirt off my back and my own gun
R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, Mister Don Don
It's been rainin' so long, when the sun comin'?
I'm drop top but put the top up when the storm comin'
Sometimes I think about my past
It make me start tripping
I was gifted with a talent that was god-given
But I was so hard-headed I would not listen
Sometimes I sit and I reflect about that cold prison
And doing pull-ups with a nigga got a life sentence
They gave my nigga Grant life, he only gained on me
Five years later, how we in the same room?
You go to jail
That's when you see who really love you
I don't think nobody love me like my auntie Jean do
R.I.P my auntie Jean and uncle Goat too
How you gon' judge me
You don't know what I been through
I think these killers need a hug, I need a hug too
You send a slug
I send a slug, you know how thugs do
But I forgive, I been forgiven, I hold grudges too
I'm just a work in progress, I'm not even through
But I forgive, I been forgiven, I hold grudges too
I'm just a work in progress
I'm not even through (It's Gucci)
Wop
Hah
Woo