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  • 作词 : Jay Jenkins/Jermaine Cole/Bilal Oliver/Dominick Lamb/Keith Alexander Fogah/Julius Preston/Jamie Dean McKay/Kendrick Duckworth/Macintosh Hundal
    作曲 : Jay Jenkins/Jermaine Cole/Bilal Oliver/Dominick Lamb/Keith Alexander Fogah/Julius Preston/Jamie Dean McKay/Kendrick Duckworth/Macintosh Hundal
    (Cryin', cryin', cryin')Yeah, what’s up?
    (Yeah, what’s up?)
    Welcome to America baby (uh)
    Home of the brave, American Dream (yeah)
    Uh, yeah (uh, yeah)
    Let’s go
    I just want a big ol' bag of money when I see my jeweler
    Get a hard-on when I'm counting up that mula
    Scarface, into living life like a king
    Every day eating good with my team (the American Dream)
    First they said I wouldn't, but I knew that I would make it
    Copped my first pie, yeah, I knew that I could bake it
    Scarface vision, living life like a king
    Every day grinding hard with my team (the American Dream)
    You either good or you great
    You either real or you fake
    That's why I stay spitting the real
    Because the real ones relate
    Y'all must was raised by some haters
    You ****** go 'head and hate
    F-F-Four car garage for the 'Rari,
    That ***** came with the estate
    I swear them streets get so tricky,
    Glad I ain't fall for the bait
    So focused and I'm determined,
    Can see that **** in my face
    You ****** go 'head and face it
    Lil *****, ain't **** 'bout me basic
    Hit a lick on them ******* and win an iced out bracelet
    Never let my flaws and my past come get the best of me
    Turn a two fifty to a half, I got the recipe
    First my President was Black, now my President is wack
    I ain't never going broke, what's American in that?
    I just want a big ol' bag of money when I see my jeweler
    Get a hard-on when I'm counting up that mula
    Scarface, into living life like a king
    Every day eating good with my team (the American Dream)
    First they said I wouldn't, but I knew that I would make it
    Copped my first pie, yeah, I knew that I could bake it
    Scarface vision, living life like a king
    Every day grinding hard with my team (the American Dream)
    Got money to make,
    Blow out the candles then cut up the cake
    Then I put it on plate,
    I'm running the game, you running in place
    Still a youngin' at heart,
    But mentally, ***** I'm a hundred-and-eight
    Like Pun in the late 90s, my ****** is juggling weight
    Running from state to state, gunning up ways to safety
    I'm on a paper chase, whatever it takes to make me
    A millionaire, silly cause how many really get there?
    I mean, how many ****** is Jeezy?
    Y'all make this **** sound so easy
    Breezy, turn on the TV, see these ****** that trap on the CD
    Meanwhile, back home, my ****** sell crack at the BP
    Hoping one day they can be the
    ****** is there on the screen
    'Cause that's the American Dream
    Now here go the thing, listen
    Hysterical screams,
    Coming from mothers that buried their kings
    Or the unbearable pain of watching them
    Walk out with the sheriff in chains
    Becoming a number, they no longer care bout the name
    White folks been getting rich off of *******
    Through some underhanded methods,
    I don't got time to explain
    Out of fear that I won't reach 'em
    And since preaching ain't my thing
    I just drop a gem or two within a few verses I sing
    For all my real ****** trapped inside the game
    You know that already
    I just want a big ol' bag of money when I see my jeweler
    Get a hard-on when I'm counting up that mula
    Scarface, into living life like a king
    Every day eating good with my team (the American Dream)
    First they said I wouldn't, but I knew that I would make it
    Copped my first pie, yeah, I knew that I could bake it
    Scarface vision, living life like a king
    Every day grinding hard with my team (the American Dream)
    (Yeah yuh)
    These streets made for ballin' (yeah yuh)
    Ten toes ain't for fallin' (yeah yuh)
    I hear the world callin'
    Tell me if ya all in (tell me if ya all in)
    Look, look, I gotta eat, I gotta, make money with
    I gotta feast,
    I gotta re-ly on what is known to the travelin' man
    Set his own, got my Bible and my rifle in my hand, oh yeah
    I gotta eat, I gotta, make money with
    I gotta feast,
    I gotta re-ly on what is known to the travelin' man
    Set his own, got my Bible and my rifle in my hand, oh yeah
    (Cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin' , cryin'...)
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Jay Jenkins/Jermaine Cole/Bilal Oliver/Dominick Lamb/Keith Alexander Fogah/Julius Preston/Jamie Dean McKay/Kendrick Duckworth/Macintosh Hundal
    [00:00.000] 作曲 : Jay Jenkins/Jermaine Cole/Bilal Oliver/Dominick Lamb/Keith Alexander Fogah/Julius Preston/Jamie Dean McKay/Kendrick Duckworth/Macintosh Hundal
    [00:00.00](Cryin', cryin', cryin')Yeah, what’s up?
    [00:03.50](Yeah, what’s up?)
    [00:04.72]Welcome to America baby (uh)
    [00:06.22]Home of the brave, American Dream (yeah)
    [00:08.45]Uh, yeah (uh, yeah)
    [00:11.46]Let’s go
    [00:12.29]I just want a big ol' bag of money when I see my jeweler
    [00:15.24]Get a hard-on when I'm counting up that mula
    [00:18.30]Scarface, into living life like a king
    [00:21.27]Every day eating good with my team (the American Dream)
    [00:25.03]First they said I wouldn't, but I knew that I would make it
    [00:27.67]Copped my first pie, yeah, I knew that I could bake it
    [00:30.76]Scarface vision, living life like a king
    [00:33.81]Every day grinding hard with my team (the American Dream)
    [00:37.60]You either good or you great
    [00:39.09]You either real or you fake
    [00:40.55]That's why I stay spitting the real
    [00:42.15]Because the real ones relate
    [00:43.64]Y'all must was raised by some haters
    [00:45.41]You ****** go 'head and hate
    [00:46.78]F-F-Four car garage for the 'Rari,
    [00:48.34]That ***** came with the estate
    [00:49.88]I swear them streets get so tricky,
    [00:51.50]Glad I ain't fall for the bait
    [00:52.93]So focused and I'm determined,
    [00:54.48]Can see that **** in my face
    [00:56.08]You ****** go 'head and face it
    [00:57.82]Lil *****, ain't **** 'bout me basic
    [00:59.28]Hit a lick on them ******* and win an iced out bracelet
    [01:02.40]Never let my flaws and my past come get the best of me
    [01:05.15]Turn a two fifty to a half, I got the recipe
    [01:08.33]First my President was Black, now my President is wack
    [01:11.15]I ain't never going broke, what's American in that?
    [01:14.26]I just want a big ol' bag of money when I see my jeweler
    [01:17.59]Get a hard-on when I'm counting up that mula
    [01:20.60]Scarface, into living life like a king
    [01:23.76]Every day eating good with my team (the American Dream)
    [01:27.42]First they said I wouldn't, but I knew that I would make it
    [01:29.99]Copped my first pie, yeah, I knew that I could bake it
    [01:33.15]Scarface vision, living life like a king
    [01:36.24]Every day grinding hard with my team (the American Dream)
    [01:39.98]Got money to make,
    [01:41.10]Blow out the candles then cut up the cake
    [01:42.72]Then I put it on plate,
    [01:44.27]I'm running the game, you running in place
    [01:45.81]Still a youngin' at heart,
    [01:47.38]But mentally, ***** I'm a hundred-and-eight
    [01:49.00]Like Pun in the late 90s, my ****** is juggling weight
    [01:52.02]Running from state to state, gunning up ways to safety
    [01:54.36]I'm on a paper chase, whatever it takes to make me
    [01:57.60]A millionaire, silly cause how many really get there?
    [02:00.64]I mean, how many ****** is Jeezy?
    [02:02.57]Y'all make this **** sound so easy
    [02:04.35]Breezy, turn on the TV, see these ****** that trap on the CD
    [02:07.77]Meanwhile, back home, my ****** sell crack at the BP
    [02:10.95]Hoping one day they can be the
    [02:12.63]****** is there on the screen
    [02:14.12]'Cause that's the American Dream
    [02:15.52]Now here go the thing, listen
    [02:17.13]Hysterical screams,
    [02:18.73]Coming from mothers that buried their kings
    [02:20.13]Or the unbearable pain of watching them
    [02:21.80]Walk out with the sheriff in chains
    [02:23.52]Becoming a number, they no longer care bout the name
    [02:26.40]White folks been getting rich off of *******
    [02:29.18]Through some underhanded methods,
    [02:30.81]I don't got time to explain
    [02:32.17]Out of fear that I won't reach 'em
    [02:33.84]And since preaching ain't my thing
    [02:35.36]I just drop a gem or two within a few verses I sing
    [02:38.25]For all my real ****** trapped inside the game
    [02:40.97]You know that already
    [02:42.02]I just want a big ol' bag of money when I see my jeweler
    [02:44.81]Get a hard-on when I'm counting up that mula
    [02:47.92]Scarface, into living life like a king
    [02:51.01]Every day eating good with my team (the American Dream)
    [02:54.40]First they said I wouldn't, but I knew that I would make it
    [02:57.26]Copped my first pie, yeah, I knew that I could bake it
    [03:00.42]Scarface vision, living life like a king
    [03:03.49]Every day grinding hard with my team (the American Dream)
    [03:07.22](Yeah yuh)
    [03:07.82]These streets made for ballin' (yeah yuh)
    [03:11.00]Ten toes ain't for fallin' (yeah yuh)
    [03:14.05]I hear the world callin'
    [03:16.24]Tell me if ya all in (tell me if ya all in)
    [03:19.23]Look, look, I gotta eat, I gotta, make money with
    [03:22.74]I gotta feast,
    [03:23.89]I gotta re-ly on what is known to the travelin' man
    [03:28.32]Set his own, got my Bible and my rifle in my hand, oh yeah
    [03:31.88]I gotta eat, I gotta, make money with
    [03:35.44]I gotta feast,
    [03:36.54]I gotta re-ly on what is known to the travelin' man
    [03:40.70]Set his own, got my Bible and my rifle in my hand, oh yeah
    [03:44.36](Cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin' , cryin'...)