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  • 作曲 : Bush, Eames, Figgs ...
    (Verse 1 - Deacon)
    Ice cube said laugh now, cry later
    It's sad to see us livin like that till pine's laid up
    Not straight up about death or missteps
    No regrets, just *****, ***, worldly patterns
    I miss Vatos and Bless, i miss my sister
    The other day my ***** was stabbed to death
    I laughed with step bout holy scripture
    Holdin blunts bigger than his casket, growed amongst grass unkept
    Still smokin, bet he's still blowin
    Singin with sam cooke bout a change comin as we keep pourin
    Liquor out for those that passed
    It's killin our livers because we dyin so fast
    Low on cash, who ain't? ain't no jobs
    Either you slang and make music or you detail cars
    Ya cut hair, ya sell clothes or you live on charge
    I barely got enough bread to give a cell phone bars
    ***** puttin bars on paper, there's bars in face of
    Half my *****s, spark the garcia vegas and ride country
    I'll be damned if they stealin my pride from me
    ***** the world, i ain't destined to die hungry
    (hook)
    The lies, the pain, the truth, the hurt
    The music, the soul, it's all in the dirt
    (bridge)
    Lay back and just ride
    Just ride
    (Verse 2 - Natti)
    Enter my zone, blunts stuffed enough for self
    Bravin this world, puttin up smoke for help
    Peace pipe under the street lights type of wealth
    Greenery coats the scenery, my whip turn left
    Right away from them rollers posted up at the corner
    Schemin to meet they quota off of *****s with soda
    They love to get em together like lime and corona
    Twisted, like my *****s still reppin they hood
    Don't own a brick up in that ***** but swingin they wood
    Goin to bat for that? *****t, i wish i would
    In the thick of it, only with my kin i stood
    Make sense of it with dollars only if i could
    To trade children and a beautiful wife for a crack pipe
    Or beaten in the system, just missin the daylight
    Or missin in the system of hustlin all night
    *****t must have been a'ight at some point in our sight
    Till in a fa*****on we rationed off a portion of life
    Coastin into a future that we strive to make bright, come on
    Coastin into a future that we strive to make bright, let's go
  • 作曲 : Bush, Eames, Figgs ...
    (Verse 1 - Deacon)
    Ice cube said laugh now, cry later
    It's sad to see us livin like that till pine's laid up
    Not straight up about death or missteps
    No regrets, just *****, ***, worldly patterns
    I miss Vatos and Bless, i miss my sister
    The other day my ***** was stabbed to death
    I laughed with step bout holy scripture
    Holdin blunts bigger than his casket, growed amongst grass unkept
    Still smokin, bet he's still blowin
    Singin with sam cooke bout a change comin as we keep pourin
    Liquor out for those that passed
    It's killin our livers because we dyin so fast
    Low on cash, who ain't? ain't no jobs
    Either you slang and make music or you detail cars
    Ya cut hair, ya sell clothes or you live on charge
    I barely got enough bread to give a cell phone bars
    ***** puttin bars on paper, there's bars in face of
    Half my *****s, spark the garcia vegas and ride country
    I'll be damned if they stealin my pride from me
    ***** the world, i ain't destined to die hungry
    (hook)
    The lies, the pain, the truth, the hurt
    The music, the soul, it's all in the dirt
    (bridge)
    Lay back and just ride
    Just ride
    (Verse 2 - Natti)
    Enter my zone, blunts stuffed enough for self
    Bravin this world, puttin up smoke for help
    Peace pipe under the street lights type of wealth
    Greenery coats the scenery, my whip turn left
    Right away from them rollers posted up at the corner
    Schemin to meet they quota off of *****s with soda
    They love to get em together like lime and corona
    Twisted, like my *****s still reppin they hood
    Don't own a brick up in that ***** but swingin they wood
    Goin to bat for that? *****t, i wish i would
    In the thick of it, only with my kin i stood
    Make sense of it with dollars only if i could
    To trade children and a beautiful wife for a crack pipe
    Or beaten in the system, just missin the daylight
    Or missin in the system of hustlin all night
    *****t must have been a'ight at some point in our sight
    Till in a fa*****on we rationed off a portion of life
    Coastin into a future that we strive to make bright, come on
    Coastin into a future that we strive to make bright, let's go