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  • 作词 : William Leonard Roberts II/Aldrin Davis
    作曲 : William Leonard Roberts II/Aldrin Davis
    The imperial
    You know?
    (Maybach Music)
    Ugh
    Money through the roof, it got it falling through the sky
    Got me counting money on a Percocet high
    Perpetuate petty n!ggas awaiting my demise
    Noose around my neck, you think a young n!gga kind
    Lookin' deep into my eyes, you wanna see me rise
    Who was born commitin' sins? You better watch the signs
    King of all kings, black Rothschilds
    One n!gga from the South a get you crossed out
    So fxck where you from and fxck what you sold
    Watch how you come or watch how it go
    I diss who you fear 'cause I knew they'd fold
    And now I'm richer than them n!ggas, I could do the most
    Money through the roof, it's falling from the sky
    Counting money on a Pеrcocet high
    I watch how you speak, I listen to your tonе
    The watches that you wear, this different time zones
    Crispy calamari, tears for the foes
    Murder undercover strip from your clothes
    Coupes for the curbs, suicide doors
    Suits to be served for the drvg lords
    Clubs full of haters, tips for the waiters
    Body count, AK-47's made us
    Bal Harbour shops, ninety in a knot
    In Design District, boy, you see me at the top
    Collins Ave, get the coco from the coast guard
    Coast clear, let's reward the ones who cook raw
    Dolce & Gabbana buttoned to the neck
    Still hoping that Your Honor let the jury rest
    It's buttoned to the neck
    Praying that Your Honor let the jury rest
    All I wanna do is watch the ship float
    As the sunset, I'm talking big d0pe
    Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
    Spent two hundred for the coupe, they wanna shoot inside
    Fxck wearing vests, I knew they wouldn't fit
    I'm too slow to run, that'd get me flipped
    They want me broke but a n!gga rich
    I'm talking real money, and not just n!gga rich
    Rap beefs'll get you n!ggas buried back east
    At least, b!tch n!ggas better act easy
    I bought the restaurant, she sold your metaphors
    I held my n!ggas down, you hit the panic doors
    I'm not impressed by the paintings on these n!ggas walls
    But will he really draw when in amidst the war?
    I do it for my homies up against the ropes
    Twenty years in this, talking to a ghost
    Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
    My homie in the pen' until the day he die
    I put it on his books and give it to his wife
    He told me not to visit and to live my life
    Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
    All these broke n!ggas gotta run inside
    Goyard luggage, I just wanna fly
    I pray my n!ggas get to see that other side
    Hundred bricks a boy out in St. Croix
    For the big belly ass rude boy
    Wah'Gwan, Double M-M-G, man
    (Maybach Music)
    Chaa, brrt
    (Hahaha)
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : William Leonard Roberts II/Aldrin Davis
    [00:00.884] 作曲 : William Leonard Roberts II/Aldrin Davis
    [00:01.769]The imperial
    [00:03.666]You know?
    [00:04.414](Maybach Music)
    [00:05.319]Ugh
    [00:06.481]Money through the roof, it got it falling through the sky
    [00:09.407]Got me counting money on a Percocet high
    [00:12.536]Perpetuate petty n!ggas awaiting my demise
    [00:15.482]Noose around my neck, you think a young n!gga kind
    [00:18.587]Lookin' deep into my eyes, you wanna see me rise
    [00:21.568]Who was born commitin' sins? You better watch the signs
    [00:25.236]King of all kings, black Rothschilds
    [00:27.857]One n!gga from the South a get you crossed out
    [00:30.951]So fxck where you from and fxck what you sold
    [00:34.115]Watch how you come or watch how it go
    [00:37.205]I diss who you fear 'cause I knew they'd fold
    [00:39.913]And now I'm richer than them n!ggas, I could do the most
    [00:43.472]Money through the roof, it's falling from the sky
    [00:46.321]Counting money on a Pеrcocet high
    [00:49.398]I watch how you speak, I listen to your tonе
    [00:52.346]The watches that you wear, this different time zones
    [00:55.261]Crispy calamari, tears for the foes
    [00:58.331]Murder undercover strip from your clothes
    [01:01.637]Coupes for the curbs, suicide doors
    [01:04.687]Suits to be served for the drvg lords
    [01:07.631]Clubs full of haters, tips for the waiters
    [01:10.550]Body count, AK-47's made us
    [01:13.842]Bal Harbour shops, ninety in a knot
    [01:16.511]In Design District, boy, you see me at the top
    [01:19.513]Collins Ave, get the coco from the coast guard
    [01:22.645]Coast clear, let's reward the ones who cook raw
    [01:25.796]Dolce & Gabbana buttoned to the neck
    [01:28.722]Still hoping that Your Honor let the jury rest
    [01:33.027]It's buttoned to the neck
    [01:35.053]Praying that Your Honor let the jury rest
    [01:38.310]All I wanna do is watch the ship float
    [01:40.936]As the sunset, I'm talking big d0pe
    [01:44.041]Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
    [01:46.980]Spent two hundred for the coupe, they wanna shoot inside
    [01:50.366]Fxck wearing vests, I knew they wouldn't fit
    [01:52.814]I'm too slow to run, that'd get me flipped
    [01:56.319]They want me broke but a n!gga rich
    [01:59.014]I'm talking real money, and not just n!gga rich
    [02:01.998]Rap beefs'll get you n!ggas buried back east
    [02:04.972]At least, b!tch n!ggas better act easy
    [02:08.017]I bought the restaurant, she sold your metaphors
    [02:11.278]I held my n!ggas down, you hit the panic doors
    [02:14.024]I'm not impressed by the paintings on these n!ggas walls
    [02:17.587]But will he really draw when in amidst the war?
    [02:20.386]I do it for my homies up against the ropes
    [02:23.756]Twenty years in this, talking to a ghost
    [02:26.692]Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
    [02:29.661]My homie in the pen' until the day he die
    [02:32.781]I put it on his books and give it to his wife
    [02:35.764]He told me not to visit and to live my life
    [02:38.791]Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
    [02:41.905]All these broke n!ggas gotta run inside
    [02:45.019]Goyard luggage, I just wanna fly
    [02:47.707]I pray my n!ggas get to see that other side
    [02:51.126]Hundred bricks a boy out in St. Croix
    [02:54.130]For the big belly ass rude boy
    [02:57.450]Wah'Gwan, Double M-M-G, man
    [02:59.899](Maybach Music)
    [03:00.454]Chaa, brrt
    [03:02.396](Hahaha)