作词 : Kentrell Gaulden/Aaron Lockhart/Michael Laury/William Golden Mosley Jr. 作曲 : Kentrell Gaulden/Aaron Lockhart/Michael Laury/William Golden Mosley Jr. [Intro] (I need to talk to Mike Laury Yeah, you got Mike Laury) (Dubba-AA flex) (Winning lottery numbers coming up) [Chorus] I can't quit (Quit) at all, at all I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt) at all, at all On my soul at all, at all Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' round with my bros Ride 'round wit' my bros (This is the sound) [Post-Chorus] Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go Ten M's up nigga, let's go He a dread head, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope [Verse 1] On the highway, out the window do some' Need it my way, bam, bam, shoot some' He a head hunter rude bwoy, trust nothin' She got a nice round bum, but can't pay her nails Do a hit real sick, it be cold the whole summer I can't figure how she comin', I'ma give her to my mama And the minute I'ma cut a nigga, knowin' I'm a slime him Everything goin' bad, you can trust him, still time him Niggas be rappin', we be shootin' at the ***** Sound of the stick goin' "Boom" when it hit Sound of the smoke, real loud when it's lit Still let it out with a crowd in our midst Black car, matte stick, I'm it Don't pick die, if you try one trick Right gang, but she say, "Wrong *****" Young rich nigga, he done took a wrong fix Overdose, can't shake back, no Habor freight, get the jack from the sto' White trace, that's a whole lotta snow Ridin' 'round with Kirk, with a .30 and a pole With a young *****, she don't want me, it's vivid But I don't need her hand when I'm runnin' up Benji's Real deal business, this real blood business Really spill those, dead bodies in the trenches Real slime, they was my partner for a minute Contract from my brother when them hollows got up in it Dodgin' bullets in the car when them shottas sent them in it All praise to Allah one was dead in less than a sixty We gon' burn 'em for real, leave 'em dead if he miss You can aim when you shot at them, **** with my bodies I'ma floor my engine, take lots of narcotics Why they cookin' 'em rocks? Die protectin' that body Through the house,the aroma,it covered the closet I don't say that ain't me, but I still want kindness I'ma fly out this ***** to whoever come catch Police ran in this *****, don't say nothin' about it I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take narcotics with my life Collect these bodies, with your life, send it to the Most High Nigga showin' off, got it took when he got it Nigga ran off, tell me what you do 'bout it? You don't know off the dome shit, can't write With the Glock when you see the kid, on sight Bullets start playin' round with 'tention, got focused Got another pack rolled up, he gon' smoke it Ten grand, twenty grand, all night scope We're up all day high, we're up all day slow [Chorus] I can't quit, at all, at all I ain't hurt, at all, at all On my soul, at all, at all Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' round with my bros [Post-Chorus] Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go Ten M's up nigga, let's go He a dread head, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope [Verse 2] Heard him steady talkin' 'bout Top, let me shoot him, no I can't teach a nigga shit, I can make it out him I ain't need no tutor, been advanced for the road Doped up, two or three tools goin' shows Forty on my teeth and two hunnid for my pole Three hunnid for my car, extra sneak's for the longest I be runnin' to the money soon as it reach my phone I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take narcotics with my life Collect these bodies, with your life, send it to the Most High Nigga showin' off, got it took when he got it Nigga ran off, tell me what you do 'bout it? You don't know off the dome shit, can't write With the Glock when you see the kid, on sight [Chorus] I can't quit, at all, at all I ain't hurt, at all, at all On my soul, at all, at all Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' round with my bros [Post-Chorus] Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go Ten M's up nigga, let's go He a dread head, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope
[00:00.000] 作词 : Kentrell Gaulden/Aaron Lockhart/Michael Laury/William Golden Mosley Jr. [00:00.000] 作曲 : Kentrell Gaulden/Aaron Lockhart/Michael Laury/William Golden Mosley Jr. [00:00.0][Intro] [00:01.43](I need to talk to Mike Laury [00:02.47]Yeah, you got Mike Laury) [00:04.35](Dubba-AA flex) [00:05.81](Winning lottery numbers coming up) [00:09.78][Chorus] [00:13.88]I can't quit (Quit) at all, at all [00:17.76]I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt) at all, at all [00:20.32]On my soul at all, at all [00:23.86]Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' round with my bros [00:27.86]Ride 'round wit' my bros [00:29.11](This is the sound) [00:29.49][Post-Chorus] [00:29.71]Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go [00:30.31]Ten M's up nigga, let's go [00:31.42]He a dread head, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store [00:35.20]On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow [00:38.71]Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope [00:41.84][Verse 1] [00:42.7]On the highway, out the window do some' [00:44.8]Need it my way, bam, bam, shoot some' [00:45.49]He a head hunter rude bwoy, trust nothin' [00:47.52]She got a nice round bum, but can't pay her nails [00:49.29]Do a hit real sick, it be cold the whole summer [00:50.93]I can't figure how she comin', I'ma give her to my mama [00:52.81]And the minute I'ma cut a nigga, knowin' I'm a slime him [00:54.64]Everything goin' bad, you can trust him, still time him [00:56.35]Niggas be rappin', we be shootin' at the ***** [00:58.14]Sound of the stick goin' "Boom" when it hit [00:59.90]Sound of the smoke, real loud when it's lit [01:01.72]Still let it out with a crowd in our midst [01:03.51]Black car, matte stick, I'm it [01:05.27]Don't pick die, if you try one trick [01:07.0]Right gang, but she say, "Wrong *****" [01:08.76]Young rich nigga, he done took a wrong fix [01:10.48]Overdose, can't shake back, no [01:12.51]Habor freight, get the jack from the sto' [01:14.21]White trace, that's a whole lotta snow [01:15.80]Ridin' 'round with Kirk, with a .30 and a pole [01:17.45]With a young *****, she don't want me, it's vivid [01:19.26]But I don't need her hand when I'm runnin' up Benji's [01:21.28]Real deal business, this real blood business [01:23.3]Really spill those, dead bodies in the trenches [01:24.60]Real slime, they was my partner for a minute [01:26.42]Contract from my brother when them hollows got up in it [01:28.16]Dodgin' bullets in the car when them shottas sent them in it [01:29.85]All praise to Allah one was dead in less than a sixty [01:31.6]We gon' burn 'em for real, leave 'em dead if he miss [01:33.57]You can aim when you shot at them, **** with my bodies [01:35.21]I'ma floor my engine, take lots of narcotics [01:36.83]Why they cookin' 'em rocks? Die protectin' that body [01:38.63]Through the house,the aroma,it covered the closet [01:40.77]I don't say that ain't me, but I still want kindness [01:42.48]I'ma fly out this ***** to whoever come catch [01:44.15]Police ran in this *****, don't say nothin' about it [01:46.5]I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take narcotics with my life [01:49.78]Collect these bodies, with your life, send it to the Most High [01:53.18]Nigga showin' off, got it took when he got it [01:55.1]Nigga ran off, tell me what you do 'bout it? [01:56.81]You don't know off the dome shit, can't write [01:58.76]With the Glock when you see the kid, on sight [02:00.34]Bullets start playin' round with 'tention, got focused [02:02.16]Got another pack rolled up, he gon' smoke it [02:03.94]Ten grand, twenty grand, all night scope [02:05.65]We're up all day high, we're up all day slow [02:07.30][Chorus] [02:07.55]I can't quit, at all, at all [02:10.58]I ain't hurt, at all, at all [02:14.2]On my soul, at all, at all [02:17.60]Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' round with my bros [02:21.12][Post-Chorus] [02:21.39]Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go [02:23.43]Ten M's up nigga, let's go [02:25.36]He a dread head, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store [02:28.49]On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow [02:32.21]Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope [02:35.55][Verse 2] [02:35.83]Heard him steady talkin' 'bout Top, let me shoot him, no [02:38.61]I can't teach a nigga shit, I can make it out him [02:41.32]I ain't need no tutor, been advanced for the road [02:42.92]Doped up, two or three tools goin' shows [02:44.51]Forty on my teeth and two hunnid for my pole [02:46.21]Three hunnid for my car, extra sneak's for the longest [02:47.82]I be runnin' to the money soon as it reach my phone [02:49.49]I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take narcotics with my life [02:54.42]Collect these bodies, with your life, send it to the Most High [02:57.20]Nigga showin' off, got it took when he got it [02:58.98]Nigga ran off, tell me what you do 'bout it? [03:00.87]You don't know off the dome shit, can't write [03:02.49]With the Glock when you see the kid, on sight [03:04.15][Chorus] [03:04.39]I can't quit, at all, at all [03:07.50]I ain't hurt, at all, at all [03:10.85]On my soul, at all, at all [03:14.8]Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' round with my bros [03:18.22][Post-Chorus] [03:18.48]Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go [03:20.60]Ten M's up nigga, let's go [03:22.26]He a dread head, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store [03:25.57]On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow [03:29.12]Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope
