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作词 : Ron Gilmore/Courtney Shanade Salter/Luther Nicholson/Damon Coleman/Eian Parker/Markus Randle/Robert Gill Jr/Kalon Berry |
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作曲 : Ron Gilmore/Courtney Shanade Salter/Luther Nicholson/Damon Coleman/Eian Parker/Markus Randle/Robert Gill Jr/Kalon Berry |
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Ooh-ah |
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Ooh-ooh-ooh |
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Hey-yeah-yeah |
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Ooh-ah |
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Ooh-ah, ooh-ah |
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Ooh-ah |
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Ooh-ooh-ooh |
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Ah-ah-ah |
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Ooh-ah, ooh-ah |
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Hell yeah, yeah (Ayy-ayy) |
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Hell yeah |
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Hey-hey |
| [00:50.681][Verse 1: Doctur Dot] |
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Who gon' find the lost souls? |
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In Atlanta shapeshifters and trolls, how did I get here? |
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My magic carpet unraveled (Woo) |
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You scroll through all the channels with your fraudulent financials |
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Blame your mama 'cause you started with hardstanders |
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We gon' pray on that (Oh Lord) |
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Always had my flow, I used to lay on that |
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You can say it face to face, facts |
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You no longer need it, make your way on back |
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You can't escape what you attract, or what you say on wax |
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Please don't overthink on that |
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Like-like-like, like-like-like, like-like-like |
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Who gon' find that lost boy? |
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High class that she fall for him |
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Them whispers get lost and breezes got them whisper, man he call for me |
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CVS is hiring and when you drop your application, get some Halls for me |
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Coughin' hard, but ain't no need to get that coffin for me |
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Ain't nothin' serious, just it’s cold and all the niggas on new level |
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Got through locks so I'm past the codes, outchea tho |
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Queen City but no nigga on my road |
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I'ma own that b***h though, can't front on my bill folds, sittin' on gold |
| [01:43.660][Chorus: Ari Lennox] |
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Ooh-ooh-ooh |
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Ayy-yee, yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah) |
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Ooh-ooh-woah, ooh-ah |
| [01:54.219][Verse 3: Lute] |
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I used to look, down on myself |
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Like, what am I missin'? |
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Now I, go to the bank |
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Now they, talk to me different |
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Can you split that in 20's, hunnids, a couple 50's? |
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I used to get curved, now niggas DM they hoe |
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Old friends turn to foes, can't bring **** with me like |
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**** it, I'm ready to go, niggas be actin' like hoe |
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EarthGang be tryna get chose, that's just the way that shit g |
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You can't complain if you broke, get you some money and clothes |
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I got some money with goals |
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I know I ain't perfect, barely worth it |
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Been an a*****e lately but not on purpose, shit be on my min |
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I look around like, "Damn, ain't nobody on my side" |
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But never question if I'm down to ride |
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Tripped the hurdle but the ground I walk is fertile |
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Give you classic quotes just for kicks like Virgil |
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Look who in my circle |
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The ones that knew me when the nights was hurtful |
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Wins, I got a ton like Churchill |
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But what about the losses overcome, I wasn't Oprah's son |
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'Round my way they holdin' guns, I'm more like Roberson, I'm not a shooter |
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All I did was show love, like the Kamasutra |
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I was tryna find what's truer |
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I couldn't look inside the mirror |
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Tryna climb out my dilemmas |
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In the land of splendor, glamor, and some damaged women |
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Strappin' up, strappin' up, can't do no gamblin' with 'em |
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Shootin' high percentage, I been changin' my agenda |
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Finally came up out my shell, I ain't have no Master Splinter |
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Became the Top Chef, this another classic dinner |
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I fell down, came back, now that's a natural winner |
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Never could I pretend, nor ever would I surrender, yeah |
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Ooh-ooh-ooh |
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Ayy-yee-yee (Ooh-ah, ooh-ah) |
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Ooh-ah (Ooh-ah) |
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Ooh-ah |
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Ooh-ooh-ooh |
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Ayy-yeah-yeah |
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Ooh-ah, ooh-ah |
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Ooh-ah |
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Ooh-ooh |
| [03:48.603][Verse 5: REASON] |
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Look, I been speakin' for the misguided sons and the dead fathers |
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As I walk through the shadow of death, where we tread waters |
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Paint pictures of the stories forgotten, them dead authors |
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His blood gettin' mixed with that paint, so we dead artists |
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He told me, "b***h, you better slide", you ain't said nad |
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Them niggas took my shit, so **** it, this lead karm |
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Struggle to pull the trigger as I did the tears fallin' |
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'Cause I know I let my mama down, she done raised all us |
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She gave up everything she had to keep our road straight |
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We ain't even have no room to have our own space |
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Look I gave everything I have to make my own way |
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And in three seconds I made a decision to let this clip off |
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This ain't even related, just some shit I had to get of |
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Repetition how we make decisions |
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'Cause my brother doin' life, and the judge done told him he would never get off |
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The struggle like hand me downs, nigga one size fits al |
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Woke up sweatin', panic with deep and breathin' |
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Goin' through deep depression, wonderin' why I chose to live |
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And the way with my freedom indecisive, it's on the fence |
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When I been blessed with rappin', no wonder they call it gifts |
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Got up from that bed, picked up the phone like, "What I missed?" |
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Got a call from some Dreamers, said that they was out for revenge |
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Excited then I thought about it, and started crying 'cause a year ago my cousin was killed searchin' for his, yeah |
