作词 : Porter Ray
作曲 : Porter Ray
Coke white Harlems
Know a few chicks who like coke and got problems
Couple of my potnas sell shit with gold bottoms
Infrared beam scopes
Coupes with low mileage
Blunt fulla dream
Smoke snoop in a Hyrbid
Northface HyVent
Face lookin’ vibrant
Slidin’ with my ace
On his waist is a hydrant
Wet your sweat******rt
Get faced with retirement
Court case violent
Embrace my environment
Snitch get erased
No statements just silence
Bitches in my face want a taste of the finest
Critic in the place hear my tape and rewind it
2 girlfriends but tonight I’m with my side niggas
Breakin’ down P's, backwoods keep her eyes lit
Bottle on freeze baby change up the climate
Best of both worlds
Back shots breakin’ my niggas
Head from both girls
Had a homegirl 5'6
Brown skin, stolen bag, blood bottoms, size 6. yeah...
Had a baby with a booster
Paranoid lately
I been stayin’ by my shooter
Aaron, Joy, baby you the reason that I move for
Crazy, cause she feel like I still need to do more
Signed my first deal sellin’ pills
On a new tour
Cops on my heels
Glock steel in a blue Ford...
I peel off
Yeah. I mean I’m gonna be real with you.
It’s the Sacred Geometry over here, you feel me.
We Earth bound mortals so, umm,
one thing you know what goes up gots to come down.
Stay frosty young man.
Call it how you see it
Automatic by the armrest
Baby in the whip
Between her legs where my arm rest
Asked if I’m the shit
And I replied with a strong “Yes”
Money moves
Tryna flip stacks
To a long check
Niggas in the city hatin’ and they still ain’t on yet
Killed little Aaron and I still ain’t come yet
Been in hella shootouts and I still ain’t done yet
Balance all my problems through my Tec
Smoked so much flight I don’t know if I’ma function
****ing with my niggas on the way to a function
Peelin’ off Union Street
Slidin’ towards Judkins
In love with the streets
His own momma didn’t want him
Yellow glazed eyes
Glass pipe
Stolen rides
Where the niggas Coupe released every soul inside
Rap tool
I’ma fool when I let it ride
If you owe a nigga money I can’t let it slide
Young kings takin’ lives tryna’ stay alive
Money, Power, and Respect
Gotta’ lose the pride
?
Complex Situations
Layin’ in the corners of your mind
Spendin’ money like you spend your time
Rubbin on the surface ‘til it ******ne
Gotta make that shit come, yeah
Gotta make that shit come, yo, yeah...
Hands like high beams
9 rings
Range rover seats
Let me drive king
Wrist wrap lightning
Chain like Visine
Crime scene, clap
Clean straps in designer jeans
Nineteen chasin’ all the finer things
Makin’ dimes scream. Blunted while she fryin’ wings
Eyes green
Short haired fox wit’ a nose ring
Phone ring soft
Angie Stone sing
It was my old queen jockin’ how my gold gleam
That new thing make her wanna **** my whole team
My whole team poppin’ champ while we blow green
My flow mean
Show you everything my eyes seen
Rising, me and my bros
23rd and spring
Burnin’ beans
Blastin’
Shoot outs at the burger king
Ain’t nobody seen shit
No one heard a thing
Turn a young nigga's dreams into murder scenes
Pray the ambulance early to emergencies
Currently your boy critical
He under surgery
Currency encourage me, commit perjury
Purposely, jury couldn’t get a word from me
Word to D
Need a nigga holdin’ birds for me
Merge with me
I got language you could learn from me
Turn the key
Got some paper you could burn with me
Earnestly
Everything matchin’ up perfectly...
I peel off…
[00:00.00] 作词 : Porter Ray
[00:00.54] 作曲 : Porter Ray
[00:01.09]Coke white Harlems
[00:01.93]Know a few chicks who like coke and got problems
[00:04.38]Couple of my potnas sell shit with gold bottoms
[00:06.87]Infrared beam scopes
[00:08.54]Coupes with low mileage
[00:09.53]Blunt fulla dream
[00:10.68]Smoke snoop in a Hyrbid
[00:11.93]Northface HyVent
[00:13.45]Face lookin’ vibrant
[00:14.60]Slidin’ with my ace
[00:15.96]On his waist is a hydrant
[00:17.26]Wet your sweat******rt
[00:18.52]Get faced with retirement
[00:19.74]Court case violent
[00:21.18]Embrace my environment
[00:22.59]Snitch get erased
[00:23.77]No statements just silence
[00:25.05]Bitches in my face want a taste of the finest
[00:27.45]Critic in the place hear my tape and rewind it
[00:29.93]2 girlfriends but tonight I’m with my side niggas
[00:32.62]Breakin’ down P's, backwoods keep her eyes lit
[00:35.10]Bottle on freeze baby change up the climate
[00:37.69]Best of both worlds
[00:38.71]Back shots breakin’ my niggas
[00:40.33]Head from both girls
[00:41.56]Had a homegirl 5'6
[00:43.07]Brown skin, stolen bag, blood bottoms, size 6. yeah...
[00:45.74]Had a baby with a booster
[00:47.88]Paranoid lately
[00:49.24]I been stayin’ by my shooter
[00:50.46]Aaron, Joy, baby you the reason that I move for
[00:53.02]Crazy, cause she feel like I still need to do more
[00:55.56]Signed my first deal sellin’ pills
[00:57.39]On a new tour
[00:58.33]Cops on my heels
[00:59.35]Glock steel in a blue Ford...
[01:00.68]I peel off
[01:01.77]
[01:02.27]Yeah. I mean I’m gonna be real with you.
[01:04.65]It’s the Sacred Geometry over here, you feel me.
[01:08.41]We Earth bound mortals so, umm,
[01:10.60]one thing you know what goes up gots to come down.
[01:14.26]Stay frosty young man.
[01:20.53]Call it how you see it
[01:21.91]
[01:22.52]Automatic by the armrest
[01:23.59]Baby in the whip
[01:24.87]Between her legs where my arm rest
[01:26.25]Asked if I’m the shit
[01:27.51]And I replied with a strong “Yes”
[01:28.76]Money moves
[01:29.59]Tryna flip stacks
[01:30.20]To a long check
[01:31.19]Niggas in the city hatin’ and they still ain’t on yet
[01:33.88]Killed little Aaron and I still ain’t come yet
[01:36.33]Been in hella shootouts and I still ain’t done yet
[01:39.03]Balance all my problems through my Tec
[01:40.98]Smoked so much flight I don’t know if I’ma function
[01:44.12]****ing with my niggas on the way to a function
[01:46.44]Peelin’ off Union Street
[01:48.22]Slidin’ towards Judkins
[01:49.21]In love with the streets
[01:50.49]His own momma didn’t want him
[01:51.69]Yellow glazed eyes
[01:52.79]Glass pipe
[01:53.68]Stolen rides
[01:54.36]Where the niggas Coupe released every soul inside
[01:56.61]Rap tool
[01:57.89]I’ma fool when I let it ride
[01:59.30]If you owe a nigga money I can’t let it slide
[02:01.91]Young kings takin’ lives tryna’ stay alive
[02:04.47]Money, Power, and Respect
[02:05.96]Gotta’ lose the pride
[02:06.98]?
[02:08.62]
[02:08.99]Complex Situations
[02:10.61]Layin’ in the corners of your mind
[02:15.91]Spendin’ money like you spend your time
[02:21.08]Rubbin on the surface ‘til it ******ne
[02:23.22]Gotta make that shit come, yeah
[02:25.91]Gotta make that shit come, yo, yeah...
[02:28.34]
[02:28.97]Hands like high beams
[02:30.09]9 rings
[02:30.88]Range rover seats
[02:31.95]Let me drive king
[02:32.58]Wrist wrap lightning
[02:33.60]Chain like Visine
[02:35.08]Crime scene, clap
[02:36.21]Clean straps in designer jeans
[02:37.64]Nineteen chasin’ all the finer things
[02:40.26]Makin’ dimes scream. Blunted while she fryin’ wings
[02:42.92]Eyes green
[02:43.65]Short haired fox wit’ a nose ring
[02:45.40]Phone ring soft
[02:46.89]Angie Stone sing
[02:47.99]It was my old queen jockin’ how my gold gleam
[02:50.63]That new thing make her wanna **** my whole team
[02:53.00]My whole team poppin’ champ while we blow green
[02:55.62]My flow mean
[02:56.56]Show you everything my eyes seen
[02:58.18]Rising, me and my bros
[02:59.72]23rd and spring
[03:00.84]Burnin’ beans
[03:01.65]Blastin’
[03:02.54]Shoot outs at the burger king
[03:03.61]Ain’t nobody seen shit
[03:04.94]No one heard a thing
[03:05.96]Turn a young nigga's dreams into murder scenes
[03:08.52]Pray the ambulance early to emergencies
[03:11.00]Currently your boy critical
[03:12.15]He under surgery
[03:13.41]Currency encourage me, commit perjury
[03:15.65]Purposely, jury couldn’t get a word from me
[03:18.68]Word to D
[03:19.99]Need a nigga holdin’ birds for me
[03:21.29]Merge with me
[03:22.21]I got language you could learn from me
[03:23.88]Turn the key
[03:24.69]Got some paper you could burn with me
[03:26.47]Earnestly
[03:27.15]Everything matchin’ up perfectly...
[03:28.95]I peel off…