[00:00.000] 作词 : Dion Hayes/Dominique Jones/Ryan Adams/Samuel Gloade/Chevez Clarke/Evan Huang/Eric Sloan/Jay King/Jerold Ellis/Denzil Foster/Anthony Gilmour/Garrick Husbands/Thomas McElroy/Robert Bell/Ronald Bell/Donald Boyce/George Brown/Robert Mickens/Claydes Smith/Dennis Thomas/Richard Westfield/Michael Marshall
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Dion Hayes/Dominique Jones/Ryan Adams/Samuel Gloade/Chevez Clarke/Evan Huang/Eric Sloan/Jay King/Jerold Ellis/Denzil Foster/Anthony Gilmour/Garrick Husbands/Thomas McElroy/Robert Bell/Ronald Bell/Donald Boyce/George Brown/Robert Mickens/Claydes Smith/Dennis Thomas/Richard Westfield/Michael Marshall
[00:02.483](1209)
[00:09.275](Got a 30 on my seat, uh)
[00:09.996]
[00:10.499]I miss you more than ever, pictures ain't doin' no justice
[00:12.891]They say I lost a friend and I told 'em I lost a brother
[00:15.267]Told 'em I lost a cousin, told 'em I lost a uncle
[00:17.747]Ma, it's hard to cope, but **** it, I'm gettin' money
[00:20.004]
[00:20.355]I lost five homies and they lost ten
[00:22.939]So even though you cryin', ma, it is what it is
[00:25.371]Val ain't miss a call, Reece missin' them all
[00:27.891]Real niggas winnin', know you proud of lil' Aus
[00:30.444]Cars gettin' faster, bags gettin' bigger
[00:32.883]Mel back home, free my other lil' niggas
[00:35.211]Big pop with a eight in it, they ain't tryna spin
[00:37.979]Gee, you gotta make niggas
[00:38.931]
[00:39.619]I put the drank down, back totin' blicks
[00:41.811]Know I'm ridin' with you, brother, on the strength
[00:44.226]If one of mines get killеd on the 9th, five of yours gettin' killеd on the 10th
[00:49.035]And I ain't into shit, just a niggas with a blitz package
[00:51.907]Say he took somethin' from me, them niggas big cappin'
[00:53.947]
[00:54.211]After all this shit, you really think I'm still trappin'?
[00:56.475](What?)
[00:56.875]Made three million every month, l damn near quit rappin' (Yeah)
[00:58.875]On God
[01:00.131]I heard the bricks goin' up, I'm tryna grab somethin' (For real)
[01:02.827]Hood rich nigga, Cartier crash on 'em
[01:05.387]If she ain't good at suckin' dick, I gotta pass on her (Skrrt)
[01:07.811]I rock Cadillacs, the bullet proof, the fast ones (Skrrt)
[01:10.170]Niggas think they got a wave, but it won't last long (No)
[01:12.347]
[01:13.059]I be in the kitchen cookin' with my mask on
[01:15.371]Sellin' pounds, gettin' it down, it was my platform
[01:17.747]If I don't know nothin", I know how to get a bag off
[01:20.651]I give brodie all the lows, he runnin' through them
[01:23.091]I got twenty girlfriends, livin' like Pluto (Yeah, yeah)
[01:25.267]A double Patek duo in honor of my two homies, I miss y'all
[01:28.594]I sent that cash up, they spinned, dog
[01:30.170]
[01:30.530]First, you knock down the foot soldier, get the big dog (Get the big junt)
[01:32.531]If a nigga who ever told call my phone, that's a missed call (That's a missed call)
[01:35.019]Chanel, cop a Maxi handbag, then she hit raw (Then she hit)
[01:37.466]I'm in the Chase parking lot, pourin' syrup, havin' withdrawals (Yeah)
[01:39.971]Had a X-rated day, I put the Skeleton on two arms
[01:42.634]Slime a nigga quick, wipe his nose like a newborn
[01:44.891]Spin him, if he live, catch up with him when he discharge
[01:47.370]Won't catch a nigga sayin", "No Diddy," that's for lil' boys (Woah)
[01:49.316]
[01:49.940]Count this paper in a penthouse with a Rubi Rose
[01:52.795]I like hoes and I like money, but I can't bend or fold
[01:55.259]Me and bronem handle business like the Sinaloa
[01:57.651]Send the paper, send the addy, I'ma send the load
[02:00.194]Niggas live inside their studio they whole life
[02:02.610]And I ain't never go to practice, I'm like Allen Iverson
[02:05.003]And all they bitches wanna **** me, that's why they don't like me
[02:07.043]
[02:09.379]I lost five homies and they lost ten
[02:12.266]So even though you cryin', ma, it is what it is
[02:14.802]Val ain't miss a call, Reece missin' them all
[02:17.515]Real niggas winnin', know you proud of lil' Aus
[02:19.779]Cars gettin' faster, bags gettin' bigger
[02:22.243]Mel back home, free my other lil' niggas
[02:24.619]Big pop with a eight in it, they ain't tryna spin
[02:27.026]Gee, you gotta make niggas
[02:28.778]
[02:30.187]I lost five

作词 : Dion Hayes/Dominique Jones/Ryan Adams/Samuel Gloade/Chevez Clarke/Evan Huang/Eric Sloan/Jay King/Jerold Ellis/Denzil Foster/Anthony Gilmour/Garrick Husbands/Thomas McElroy/Robert Bell/Ronald Bell/Donald Boyce/George Brown/Robert Mickens/Claydes Smith/Dennis Thomas/Richard Westfield/Michael Marshall
作曲 : Dion Hayes/Dominique Jones/Ryan Adams/Samuel Gloade/Chevez Clarke/Evan Huang/Eric Sloan/Jay King/Jerold Ellis/Denzil Foster/Anthony Gilmour/Garrick Husbands/Thomas McElroy/Robert Bell/Ronald Bell/Donald Boyce/George Brown/Robert Mickens/Claydes Smith/Dennis Thomas/Richard Westfield/Michael Marshall
(1209)
(Got a 30 on my seat, uh)
I miss you more than ever, pictures ain't doin' no justice
They say I lost a friend and I told 'em I lost a brother
Told 'em I lost a cousin, told 'em I lost a uncle
Ma, it's hard to cope, but **** it, I'm gettin' money
I lost five homies and they lost ten
So even though you cryin', ma, it is what it is
Val ain't miss a call, Reece missin' them all
Real niggas winnin', know you proud of lil' Aus
Cars gettin' faster, bags gettin' bigger
Mel back home, free my other lil' niggas
Big pop with a eight in it, they ain't tryna spin
Gee, you gotta make niggas
I put the drank down, back totin' blicks
Know I'm ridin' with you, brother, on the strength
If one of mines get killеd on the 9th, five of yours gettin' killеd on the 10th
And I ain't into shit, just a niggas with a blitz package
Say he took somethin' from me, them niggas big cappin'
After all this shit, you really think I'm still trappin'?
(What?)
Made three million every month, l damn near quit rappin' (Yeah)
On God
I heard the bricks goin' up, I'm tryna grab somethin' (For real)
Hood rich nigga, Cartier crash on 'em
If she ain't good at suckin' dick, I gotta pass on her (Skrrt)
I rock Cadillacs, the bullet proof, the fast ones (Skrrt)
Niggas think they got a wave, but it won't last long (No)
I be in the kitchen cookin' with my mask on
Sellin' pounds, gettin' it down, it was my platform
If I don't know nothin", I know how to get a bag off
I give brodie all the lows, he runnin' through them
I got twenty girlfriends, livin' like Pluto (Yeah, yeah)
A double Patek duo in honor of my two homies, I miss y'all
I sent that cash up, they spinned, dog
First, you knock down the foot soldier, get the big dog (Get the big junt)
If a nigga who ever told call my phone, that's a missed call (That's a missed call)
Chanel, cop a Maxi handbag, then she hit raw (Then she hit)
I'm in the Chase parking lot, pourin' syrup, havin' withdrawals (Yeah)
Had a X-rated day, I put the Skeleton on two arms
Slime a nigga quick, wipe his nose like a newborn
Spin him, if he live, catch up with him when he discharge
Won't catch a nigga sayin", "No Diddy," that's for lil' boys (Woah)
Count this paper in a penthouse with a Rubi Rose
I like hoes and I like money, but I can't bend or fold
Me and bronem handle business like the Sinaloa
Send the paper, send the addy, I'ma send the load
Niggas live inside their studio they whole life
And I ain't never go to practice, I'm like Allen Iverson
And all they bitches wanna **** me, that's why they don't like me
I lost five homies and they lost ten
So even though you cryin', ma, it is what it is
Val ain't miss a call, Reece missin' them all
Real niggas winnin', know you proud of lil' Aus
Cars gettin' faster, bags gettin' bigger
Mel back home, free my other lil' niggas
Big pop with a eight in it, they ain't tryna spin
Gee, you gotta make niggas
I lost five