作词 : Freddie Gibbs/Otis Jackson/Malcolm Catto/Jake Ferguson/Mike Burnham 作曲 : Freddie Gibbs/Otis Jackson/Malcolm Catto/Jake Ferguson/Mike Burnham Smooth, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? Too mother****in' smooth, bitch, yeah Bald head, head like a baby, a baby ass, bitch, yeah Yeah, Kane Here to mother****in' remain, yeah Uh, bitch nigga It's still **** police, too Yeah, nigga, yeah
Rest in peace Terrence Crutcher, mother**** Betty Shelby (**** that bitch) I never wish death but bitch, find a hollow tip and inhale it When Taz drove off with two kilos, I told him we should mail it And now we gone up the river, they seen my nigga sellin' Nigga killed the police in Dallas, that's probably fake news While they knock 'em off with robotics, R2D2's Everything on me icy, Snow White, it's just like I skiied through I sit back in the trap with them rats and I watch the cheese move Shakin all these nutso niggas off the roof, off the record Ball without a mother****in' ball like I was Tommy Sheppard Life a bachelor party, we with them strippers on O's and X's I can't hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah
Yeah, and I been struggling my whole life, yeah I pour it up and get my soul right
East side boy, my mama was the mail lady (Yeah) Brother and my sister got degrees but I got the yayo, baby (Yeah) Had to beat my case, I can't turn Irie to a jail baby Bitch, I weigh that shit up in my crib, I think your scale shady Pass it off and drop it like Stockton, bitch, I facilitate ****ed some niggas off but I also done set some niggas straight Way back when we had rows and Lincolns is all a nigga ate And every day I **** up a bulletproof glass chicken plate, uh Empty stomach, broken heart, and empty pocket Three things that occur to show you if you and your niggas solid Know that they won't prosper but the devil still gon' form the weapon I can't hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah (Blessings, blessings)
Yeah, and I been struggling my whole life, yeah I pour it up and get my soul right, yeah 'Cause I been struggling my whole life, yeah So I broke it down and it was all white, yeah Mama always told me it'd be alright, yeah I still broke it down and it was all white, yeah I pray the Lord'll get my soul right, yeah I still pray to Lord'll get my soul right
[00:00.000] 作词 : Freddie Gibbs/Otis Jackson/Malcolm Catto/Jake Ferguson/Mike Burnham [00:01.000] 作曲 : Freddie Gibbs/Otis Jackson/Malcolm Catto/Jake Ferguson/Mike Burnham [00:04.26]Smooth, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? [00:06.95]Too mother****in' smooth, bitch, yeah [00:11.10]Bald head, head like a baby, a baby ass, bitch, yeah [00:15.54]Yeah, Kane [00:23.44]Here to mother****in' remain, yeah [00:26.70]Uh, bitch nigga [00:29.30]It's still **** police, too [00:31.39]Yeah, nigga, yeah [00:33.11] [00:33.26]Rest in peace Terrence Crutcher, mother**** Betty Shelby (**** that bitch) [00:35.90]I never wish death but bitch, find a hollow tip and inhale it [00:38.73]When Taz drove off with two kilos, I told him we should mail it [00:41.74]And now we gone up the river, they seen my nigga sellin' [00:44.46]Nigga killed the police in Dallas, that's probably fake news [00:47.38]While they knock 'em off with robotics, R2D2's [00:50.27]Everything on me icy, Snow White, it's just like I skiied through [00:53.70]I sit back in the trap with them rats and I watch the cheese move [00:56.20]Shakin all these nutso niggas off the roof, off the record [00:58.99]Ball without a mother****in' ball like I was Tommy Sheppard [01:01.95]Life a bachelor party, we with them strippers on O's and X's [01:04.90]I can't hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah [01:10.26] [01:10.43]Yeah, and I been struggling my whole life, yeah [01:17.84]I pour it up and get my soul right [01:20.38] [01:20.54]East side boy, my mama was the mail lady (Yeah) [01:22.47]Brother and my sister got degrees but I got the yayo, baby (Yeah) [01:25.34]Had to beat my case, I can't turn Irie to a jail baby [01:28.20]Bitch, I weigh that shit up in my crib, I think your scale shady [01:31.27]Pass it off and drop it like Stockton, bitch, I facilitate [01:34.80]****ed some niggas off but I also done set some niggas straight [01:37.10]Way back when we had rows and Lincolns is all a nigga ate [01:40.00]And every day I **** up a bulletproof glass chicken plate, uh [01:43.89]Empty stomach, broken heart, and empty pocket [01:46.00]Three things that occur to show you if you and your niggas solid [01:48.86]Know that they won't prosper but the devil still gon' form the weapon [01:51.79]I can't hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah (Blessings, blessings) [01:57.29] [01:57.58]Yeah, and I been struggling my whole life, yeah [02:03.32]I pour it up and get my soul right, yeah [02:10.77]'Cause I been struggling my whole life, yeah [02:16.64]So I broke it down and it was all white, yeah [02:22.35]Mama always told me it'd be alright, yeah [02:28.29]I still broke it down and it was all white, yeah [02:34.44]I pray the Lord'll get my soul right, yeah [02:40.14]I still pray to Lord'll get my soul right
