作词 : Shamon Mitchem
作曲 : Shamon Mitchem
They hate how I think
I pulled the trenches from my feet
I take a flight 'bout twice a week
My Glock Jay Black, it match her men
Bloodshed my diamonds, ching, ching, ching
Look at my life like it's a cheat
That's on my mother, I left the street
I left the gutter, where are you be?
Know these **** niggas wanna be me
Hate to pop my shit on TV
Out on that block passing out CD's
Now I got a block of baguettes in my VVS
That bitch know she bogus, she cap on a big dream
Don't act like you ain't know a niggas wanna be me
Don't beef by my lonely, but stay with a big three
We smoke on that shit but that shit is like liquor, yeah
Swеar they love seeing differеnt sides though
Yea I'm up with the band they don't like seeing that sight though
Too many n*ggas switch sides for the right wrongs
Too many n*ggas got popped up with the right poles
I've been on the block with packs, but I'm chasing the right goals
Nowadays you don't gotta trap, just need to write for em
Nowadays you don't gotta rap, you just need to write songs
Slime, I don't care what watch, just get the right tone
Word, they don't give a **** if lil cuz back home
He can hit the street, just make sure he in the right zone
Tryna reach that bread, shit n*gga you need the right drone
You don't even own a Glock, what you wanna fight ho?
I know n*ggas who can get really get your life-
Gone
Yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh
They hate how I think
I pulled the trenches from my feet
I take a flight 'bout twice a week
My Glock Jay Black, it match her men
Bloodshed my diamonds, ching, ching, ching, ching
Look at my life like it's a cheat
That's on my mother, I left the street
I left the gutter, where are you be?
Know these **** niggas wanna be me
Hate to pop my shit on TV
Out on that block passing out CD's
Now I got a block of baguettes in my VVS
That bitch know she bogus, she cap on a big dream
Don't act like you ain't know a niggas wanna be me
Don't beef by my lonely, but stay with a big three
We smoke on that shit but that shit is like liquor, yeah
Gone
Yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh
[00:00.000] 作词 : Shamon Mitchem
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Shamon Mitchem
[00:14.649]They hate how I think
[00:16.003]I pulled the trenches from my feet
[00:17.615]I take a flight 'bout twice a week
[00:19.189]My Glock Jay Black, it match her men
[00:21.385]Bloodshed my diamonds, ching, ching, ching
[00:23.433]Look at my life like it's a cheat
[00:24.756]That's on my mother, I left the street
[00:26.662]I left the gutter, where are you be?
[00:28.521]Know these **** niggas wanna be me
[00:30.434]Hate to pop my shit on TV
[00:31.973]Out on that block passing out CD's
[00:33.974]Now I got a block of baguettes in my VVS
[00:35.951]That bitch know she bogus, she cap on a big dream
[00:37.491]Don't act like you ain't know a niggas wanna be me
[00:39.452]Don't beef by my lonely, but stay with a big three
[00:41.260]We smoke on that shit but that shit is like liquor, yeah
[00:43.583]Swеar they love seeing differеnt sides though
[00:45.688]Yea I'm up with the band they don't like seeing that sight though
[00:47.594]Too many n*ggas switch sides for the right wrongs
[00:49.294]Too many n*ggas got popped up with the right poles
[00:51.127]I've been on the block with packs, but I'm chasing the right goals
[00:52.877]Nowadays you don't gotta trap, just need to write for em
[00:54.728]Nowadays you don't gotta rap, you just need to write songs
[00:56.702]Slime, I don't care what watch, just get the right tone
[00:58.572]Word, they don't give a **** if lil cuz back home
[01:00.021]He can hit the street, just make sure he in the right zone
[01:02.086]Tryna reach that bread, shit n*gga you need the right drone
[01:03.922]You don't even own a Glock, what you wanna fight ho?
[01:05.776]I know n*ggas who can get really get your life-
[01:07.826]Gone
[01:08.870]Yeah
[01:10.375]Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh
[01:13.545]They hate how I think
[01:14.800]I pulled the trenches from my feet
[01:16.464]I take a flight 'bout twice a week
[01:17.679]My Glock Jay Black, it match her men
[01:19.861]Bloodshed my diamonds, ching, ching, ching, ching
[01:21.973]Look at my life like it's a cheat
[01:23.754]That's on my mother, I left the street
[01:25.399]I left the gutter, where are you be?
[01:27.550]Know these **** niggas wanna be me
[01:29.350]Hate to pop my shit on TV
[01:31.444]Out on that block passing out CD's
[01:33.247]Now I got a block of baguettes in my VVS
[01:35.264]That bitch know she bogus, she cap on a big dream
[01:37.273]Don't act like you ain't know a niggas wanna be me
[01:38.740]Don't beef by my lonely, but stay with a big three
[01:40.510]We smoke on that shit but that shit is like liquor, yeah
[01:43.054]Gone
[01:44.251]Yeah
[01:45.682]Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh