作曲 : Cameron Thomaz/Edward Murray/Ron LaTour/Shante Franklin 制作人 : Cardo 附加制作 : Sledgren 母带工程师 : Eric Dan 人声 : Curren$y/Wiz Khalifa Uh, I'm from the East Side section of your area I ain't bull****tin', corners I be hittin' Just the morning edition, champagne, orange juice mixin' Fell asleep in the studio, woke up on a mission Wall Street wolf, these lil' ****** shook When we walked in the room, they ain't know where to look That eye contact might result in combat My hands clean, I don't know who wrote that contract Youngsters huntin', murdin' for hire, doin' numbers Trade your life for a Camaro this summer Ain't nothin' where I come from, but I come up quite different Spittin' that zigzag, raw raps, spit **** Major wrist get you that big bag All the Ziploc with that ************' toe tag But we the Taylor Gang, Jet Lyfe, us high-flyers never die It's 20 inch BMX bikes, stomp pegs, grip pliers Now me and Pittsburgh Slim is both post drivers Sit by, talkin' **** about us, but you need to get like us 'Cause you know our shit is always tighter Always flyer, we just 2009-ed you Uh, no pain, no gain, I treat 'em the same If it ain't my strain, it ain't in my brain The boss, the man, nothing in between Them ****** be gone as soon as they came My car go fast, wash it in the rain My chain is cold, diamonds in my rings I get respect not because of fame You hate, you lame, I don't entertain My shoes, my fit, cost a little change She was your chick, now she with the gang Just rolled a zip, now I need a flame Well known, it don't gotta be explained My Benz, or I'm hoppin' out a plane Jet Lyfe the gang, all of it the same New crib, put our logo on everything Plus worldwide, they know our name That's on gang, Lyfe Jet Taylor, smoke the best flavors
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Cameron Thomaz/Edward Murray/Ron LaTour/Shante Franklin [00:01.000] 制作人 : Cardo [00:02.000] 附加制作 : Sledgren [00:03.000] 母带工程师 : Eric Dan [00:04.000] 人声 : Curren$y/Wiz Khalifa [00:09.32]Uh, I'm from the East Side section of your area [00:14.11]I ain't bull****tin', corners I be hittin' [00:16.75]Just the morning edition, champagne, orange juice mixin' [00:20.01]Fell asleep in the studio, woke up on a mission [00:22.68]Wall Street wolf, these lil' ****** shook [00:25.18]When we walked in the room, they ain't know where to look [00:27.90]That eye contact might result in combat [00:30.59]My hands clean, I don't know who wrote that contract [00:33.54]Youngsters huntin', murdin' for hire, doin' numbers [00:36.74]Trade your life for a Camaro this summer [00:39.29]Ain't nothin' where I come from, but I come up quite different [00:42.51]Spittin' that zigzag, raw raps, spit **** [00:45.11]Major wrist get you that big bag [00:46.99]All the Ziploc with that ************' toe tag [00:50.10]But we the Taylor Gang, Jet Lyfe, us high-flyers never die [00:53.62]It's 20 inch BMX bikes, stomp pegs, grip pliers [00:56.82]Now me and Pittsburgh Slim is both post drivers [00:59.34]Sit by, talkin' **** about us, but you need to get like us [01:02.62]'Cause you know our shit is always tighter [01:04.76]Always flyer, we just 2009-ed you [01:07.71]Uh, no pain, no gain, I treat 'em the same [01:10.16]If it ain't my strain, it ain't in my brain [01:13.43]The boss, the man, nothing in between [01:16.22]Them ****** be gone as soon as they came [01:19.07]My car go fast, wash it in the rain [01:21.86]My chain is cold, diamonds in my rings [01:24.79]I get respect not because of fame [01:27.45]You hate, you lame, I don't entertain [01:30.38]My shoes, my fit, cost a little change [01:33.15]She was your chick, now she with the gang [01:35.90]Just rolled a zip, now I need a flame [01:38.82]Well known, it don't gotta be explained [01:41.56]My Benz, or I'm hoppin' out a plane [01:44.21]Jet Lyfe the gang, all of it the same [01:47.28]New crib, put our logo on everything [01:49.93]Plus worldwide, they know our name [01:52.82]That's on gang, Lyfe [01:55.40]Jet Taylor, smoke the best flavors [01:58.95]
