[00:00.000] 作词 : Dylan Graham/Daniel Cruz/Jill Scott/Demond Price/Cosmo Hickox
[00:00.830] 作曲 : Dylan Graham/Daniel Cruz/Jill Scott/Demond Price/Cosmo Hickox
[00:01.660][Intro: Conway the Machine]
[00:06.680]Yeah, let me see that lighter
[00:11.198]Uh
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[00:12.389][Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
[00:12.642]Cuttin' through in that Rolls
[00:14.148]Draco on the seat, I hope I'm makin' it home
[00:16.406]Head on a swivel, I always stay on my toes
[00:19.420]The ones you love most wanna know what your safe really hold
[00:22.183]No morals in the streets now, niggas breakin' the code
[00:25.198]Smoke a blunt of pressure, this fame is takin' it's toll
[00:28.214]I'm thankful ain't no shows, I need a break from the road
[00:31.229]Put niggas in position, they still ungrateful, it shows
[00:34.238]It's ****in' up my energy, shit is makin' me cold
[00:37.250]My life a series of drama just like them HBO shows
[00:40.264]When I die, I'm goin' out like the pharaoh, drape me in gold
[00:43.281]I'm still gon' run this shit until I'm eighty years old
[00:45.791]They realizin' lately, I'm the one that's been takin' control
[00:48.800]Private table, Carbones when we leave Miami Beach
[00:51.813]And I brought sand to beach, your kiss taste like a can of peaches
[00:54.828]You got that shit on you, killin' them, that's just Annalise
[00:57.839]You about to get away with murder, you my Annalise
[01:00.853]Got you the bust down Carti', that's thirty bands at least
[01:03.865]Chanel pearls, Chanel bag hold that Lambo key
[01:06.878]You always held me down, you knew me back when I ran the streets
[01:09.894]Back when if you want some weed, I was the man to see
[01:12.657]Back when I was trappin' with a scale and some paraphernalia
[01:15.673]Now when I'm buyin' drip, I get measured and tailored
[01:18.941]My accomplishments, some of my day ones never was there for
[01:21.955]I just realized they feel like my success is their failure
[01:26.154]Yeah, you wanna be a boss, you be resilient when pressure gon' build up
[01:30.925]Some niggas gon' have issues with you and never gon' tell you
[01:34.634]Shit
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[01:35.388][Verse 2: Jill Scott]
[01:35.641]We, we, uh
[01:35.893]We fill the Buffalo night skies with our minds and sativa
[01:38.402]I was your lady, your confidant, your sugar thighs, your sole believer
[01:41.664]I know you, so I never trip
[01:44.362]**** the lil' girls that you hit, waitin' for the change they might get
[01:47.627]They wanted that high life from all the monster stones that you chip
[01:50.392]All the lil' baggies you bag, and all the corners you sit
[01:53.401]Intense, some would call it symbiotic
[01:56.669]Different, and every part is simple intent
[01:59.690]Why I **** with you most was the you that I get
[02:02.955]It was the rhymes that you spit, your confidence, and the ****
[02:06.466]While we stayed close, we wasn't monolithic
[02:08.978]My lane taught you some game, you got me nice with a blick
[02:11.992]In that apartment on May Street, you played Wu and Ella Fitzgerald
[02:16.008]I read Nietzsche, you let me sleep
[02:17.766]Woke me up with a big ass smile to eat some *****
[02:20.725]More than close, more than kinky, more than love, I know you feel me
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[02:23.987][Chorus: Jill Scott]
[02:24.490]Even in the Taliban
[02:26.444]A pen in our hands, lyrical artisans
[02:30.886]You'll never know the whole plan
[02:33.652]You'll never know
[02:36.418]Even in the Taliban
[02:38.431]A pen in our hands, lyrical artisans
[02:43.200]You'll never know the whole plan
[02:46.466]You'll never know, no