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作词 : Williams, Tyler Matthew Carl |
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作曲 : Williams, Tyler Matthew Carl |
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You good, T-Minus? |
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*****s been countin' me out |
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I’m countin' my bullets, I'm loadin’ my clips |
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I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list |
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I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin’ ’em hit |
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The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit |
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The game is off balance, I’m back on my **** |
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The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty |
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But that's how I like it, you all on my **** |
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I'm all in my bag, this hard as it get |
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I do not snort powder, I might take a sip |
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I might hit the blunt, but I'm liable to trip |
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I ain’t poppin' no pill, but you do as you wish |
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I roll with some fiends, I love 'em to death |
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I got a few mil' but not all of them rich |
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What good is the bread if my *****s is broke? |
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What good is first class if my *****s can't sit? |
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That's my next mission, that's why I can't quit |
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Just like LeBron, get my *****s more chips |
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Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist |
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This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift |
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Back when the rap game was prayin' I'd diss |
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They act like two legends cannot coexist |
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But I'd never beef with a ***** for nothin' |
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If I smoke a rapper, it's gon' be legit |
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It won't be for clout, it won't be for fame |
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It won't be 'cause my **** ain't sellin' the same |
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It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers |
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It won't be 'cause some ***** slid in my lane |
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Everything grows, it's destined to change |
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I love you lil' *****s, I'm glad that you came |
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I hope that you scrape every dollar you can |
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I hope you know money won't erase the pain |
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To the OGs, I'm thankin' you now |
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Was watchin' you when you was pavin' the ground |
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I copied your cadence, I mirrored your style |
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I studied the greats, I'm the greatest right now |
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**** if you feel me, you ain't got a choice |
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Now I ain't do no promo, still made all that noise |
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This **** gon' be different, I set my intentions |
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I promise to slap all that hate out your voice |
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*****s been countin' me out |
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I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips |
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I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list |
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I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit |
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The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit |
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The game is off balance, I'm back on my **** |
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The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty |
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But that's how I like it, you all on my **** |
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I just poured somethin' in my cup |
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I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel |
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Promise I am never lettin' up |
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Money in your palm don't make you real |
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Foot is on their neck, I got 'em stuck |
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I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel |
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If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a **** |
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Pistol in your hand don't make you real |
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I'm dead in the middle of two generations |
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I'm little bro and big bro all at once |
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Just left the lab with young 21 Savage |
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I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch |
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Had a long talk with the young ***** Kodak |
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Reminded me of young *****s from 'Ville |
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Straight out the projects, no fakin', just honest |
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I wish that he had more guidance, for real |
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Too many *****s in cycle of jail |
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Spending they birthdays inside of a cell |
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We coming from a long bloodline of trauma |
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We raised by our mamas, Lord we gotta heal |
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We hurting our sisters, the babies as well |
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We killing our brothers, they poisoned the well |
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Distorted self image, we set up to fail |
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I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, ***** |
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I just poured somethin' in my cup |
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I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel |
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Promise I am never lettin' up |
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Money in your palm don't make you real |
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Foot is on their neck, I got 'em stuck |
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I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel |
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If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a **** |
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Pistol in your hand don't make you real |
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Money in your palm don't make you real |
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Pistol in your hand don't make you real |
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Money in your palm don't make you real |
