Cash in my pocket, rain on my wrist
All this money still don't cover up the pain that exists
Stand in cold weather, I kept that flame on my hip
Till I started chasing money, glad I came to my senses
He got shot up and now he saved, and he Christian
Wild ones, don't **** wit' the gang, they don't listen
Loud guns, he unleash his rage wit' that big stick
Let's give them twenty thou'
They think won't gun you down
Walk up and run you down
Then smoke a ****ing pound
We just some dirty niggas, but we gettin' money now
Bro keep that .30 wit' him 'cause he need a bunch of rounds
Turn that switch on, 'cause Washy love to hear that thunder sound
Made a diss song, and now you rappin' from the ****ing ground, worm food
Mind your buisness, you ain't in this shit, it don't concern you
156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
He been tryna kill shit for nothing
156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
Having nightmares, niggas tryna take me out my dreams
I stayed right there posted up wit' my Glizzy .17
And my type rare, I can't name a realer man to me
He got caught up on that block, now it's a repass
All he saw was Glock and heard the "Fah", he better think fast
R.I.P. to Zach I woke up thinking 'bout my wingman, uh
And Lil Roc scheming, why you think he got that ski-mask?
156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
He been tryna kill shit for nothing
156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.554]Cash in my pocket, rain on my wrist
[00:13.465]All this money still don't cover up the pain that exists
[00:16.485]Stand in cold weather, I kept that flame on my hip
[00:19.222]Till I started chasing money, glad I came to my senses
[00:25.228]He got shot up and now he saved, and he Christian
[00:27.985]Wild ones, don't **** wit' the gang, they don't listen
[00:30.732]Loud guns, he unleash his rage wit' that big stick
[00:33.724]Let's give them twenty thou'
[00:34.967]They think won't gun you down
[00:35.968]Walk up and run you down
[00:37.476]Then smoke a ****ing pound
[00:38.724]We just some dirty niggas, but we gettin' money now
[00:41.469]Bro keep that .30 wit' him 'cause he need a bunch of rounds
[00:44.219]Turn that switch on, 'cause Washy love to hear that thunder sound
[00:46.973]Made a diss song, and now you rappin' from the ****ing ground, worm food
[00:53.473]Mind your buisness, you ain't in this shit, it don't concern you
[00:56.474]156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
[00:58.977]Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
[01:02.484]Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
[01:05.721]He been tryna kill shit for nothing
[01:07.481]156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
[01:10.489]I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
[01:13.465]All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
[01:16.226]Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
[01:21.965]Having nightmares, niggas tryna take me out my dreams
[01:24.482]I stayed right there posted up wit' my Glizzy .17
[01:27.240]And my type rare, I can't name a realer man to me
[01:29.725]He got caught up on that block, now it's a repass
[01:32.471]All he saw was Glock and heard the "Fah", he better think fast
[01:35.467]R.I.P. to Zach I woke up thinking 'bout my wingman, uh
[01:38.217]And Lil Roc scheming, why you think he got that ski-mask?
[01:41.975]156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
[01:44.465]Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
[01:47.977]Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
[01:50.966]He been tryna kill shit for nothing
[01:52.981]156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
[01:55.983]I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
[01:58.732]All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
[02:01.478]Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
Cash in my pocket, rain on my wrist
All this money still don't cover up the pain that exists
Stand in cold weather, I kept that flame on my hip
Till I started chasing money, glad I came to my senses
He got shot up and now he saved, and he Christian
Wild ones, don't **** wit' the gang, they don't listen
Loud guns, he unleash his rage wit' that big stick
Let's give them twenty thou'
They think won't gun you down
Walk up and run you down
Then smoke a ****ing pound
We just some dirty niggas, but we gettin' money now
Bro keep that .30 wit' him 'cause he need a bunch of rounds
Turn that switch on, 'cause Washy love to hear that thunder sound
Made a diss song, and now you rappin' from the ****ing ground, worm food
Mind your buisness, you ain't in this shit, it don't concern you
156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
He been tryna kill shit for nothing
156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
Having nightmares, niggas tryna take me out my dreams
I stayed right there posted up wit' my Glizzy .17
And my type rare, I can't name a realer man to me
He got caught up on that block, now it's a repass
All he saw was Glock and heard the "Fah", he better think fast
R.I.P. to Zach I woke up thinking 'bout my wingman, uh
And Lil Roc scheming, why you think he got that ski-mask?
156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
He been tryna kill shit for nothing
156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.554]Cash in my pocket, rain on my wrist
[00:13.465]All this money still don't cover up the pain that exists
[00:16.485]Stand in cold weather, I kept that flame on my hip
[00:19.222]Till I started chasing money, glad I came to my senses
[00:25.228]He got shot up and now he saved, and he Christian
[00:27.985]Wild ones, don't **** wit' the gang, they don't listen
[00:30.732]Loud guns, he unleash his rage wit' that big stick
[00:33.724]Let's give them twenty thou'
[00:34.967]They think won't gun you down
[00:35.968]Walk up and run you down
[00:37.476]Then smoke a ****ing pound
[00:38.724]We just some dirty niggas, but we gettin' money now
[00:41.469]Bro keep that .30 wit' him 'cause he need a bunch of rounds
[00:44.219]Turn that switch on, 'cause Washy love to hear that thunder sound
[00:46.973]Made a diss song, and now you rappin' from the ****ing ground, worm food
[00:53.473]Mind your buisness, you ain't in this shit, it don't concern you
[00:56.474]156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
[00:58.977]Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
[01:02.484]Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
[01:05.721]He been tryna kill shit for nothing
[01:07.481]156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
[01:10.489]I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
[01:13.465]All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
[01:16.226]Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
[01:21.965]Having nightmares, niggas tryna take me out my dreams
[01:24.482]I stayed right there posted up wit' my Glizzy .17
[01:27.240]And my type rare, I can't name a realer man to me
[01:29.725]He got caught up on that block, now it's a repass
[01:32.471]All he saw was Glock and heard the "Fah", he better think fast
[01:35.467]R.I.P. to Zach I woke up thinking 'bout my wingman, uh
[01:38.217]And Lil Roc scheming, why you think he got that ski-mask?
[01:41.975]156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
[01:44.465]Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
[01:47.977]Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
[01:50.966]He been tryna kill shit for nothing
[01:52.981]156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
[01:55.983]I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
[01:58.732]All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
[02:01.478]Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
YoungTN Productions
Lately my heart been feelin' cold and I don't love nobody
And I been thuggin' on my own 'cause I don't want nobody
Keep my feelin...
创作者：Bakari Ward、Jabrielle Brooks,、John Carolus、 Nathan Scott Lamarche
Uh, no Ronda Rousey but this glizzy got a kick, uh
Walked out the house because ...
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Take off like airplanes, like sla...
Why'd you just turn on me? You remind it
Why'd you just turn on me? You remind it (Ooh-ooh, ooh)
Why'd you just turn on me? You remind it
Why'd you ju...
We were already checkin' out though
Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
Why you saying you calling the police? Why you mad?
Chill aigh...
(Ayo, 'Larri, this shit fire)
Since you claim all your feelings for me just dead and gone
Staring at the ceiling, layin' in bed alone
And no one ever ...
Tsh-shh, like this life shit crazy (Shout out to Shaun2Krazy!)
You know like danger, just like–
You survive all that shit, survive the hood just to ma...