作词 : Youri Pol Ondo Mbolo 作曲 : Youri Pol Ondo Mbolo Searching for the wrong things Heading to the club, a place of nonsense People showing me fake love Bitches turning up with the thugs Rolling with the gang, what's up Pour me a drink, don't want no Xans in my cup Only hustlers understand We work too hard, now we gon' play I'm pulling up in a Rover all black I needed help but they never called back I wanted love shawty never wrote back Now her closest bitches hanging with the crew because I'm next Well I know they don't care about us Sadly tryna show off, ordered 20 bottles We should probably save instead of wasting dollars When I'm with my crew I'm always doing the wrong shit Yeah Smoking on that gas, sipping on drinks Dying slow and living fast, she don't wanna think And the homies wanna flex, they throwing bands I remember waiting the bus when we were young Now I'm pulling up, pulling up on you Pulling up, pulling up on you Show me your love, you're all that I need Without you all this cash don't mean a thing Pour up that Moet, Parisian girls get so wet Make them change their old ways, throw it up, get ratchet Every time we get a check there's a 80% we'll blow it I never do this unless I'm drunk or high, now I'm both I'm thinking of those days when I was broke (I was broke) I was running through my city doing bad shit, shit This been going on and on for long Growing up, nigga we're still growing up Ain't no turning down 'cause we're gon' keep going up, aye I just rolled a blunt, smoked my problems away, aye They didn't listen what my grandfather said Rolling up, drinking till' I'm throwing up Cross faded up, wilding with the crew it's getting late It's 5 AM, I'm thinking 'bout us, Might end up pulling up on you Smoking on that gas, sipping on drinks Dying slow and living fast, she don't wanna think And the homies wanna flex, they throwing bands I remember waiting the bus when we were young Now I'm pulling up, pulling up on you Pulling up, pulling up on you Show me your love, you're all that I need Without you all this cash don't mean a thing
[00:00.000] 作词 : Youri Pol Ondo Mbolo [00:01.000] 作曲 : Youri Pol Ondo Mbolo [00:13.66]Searching for the wrong things [00:17.77]Heading to the club, a place of nonsense [00:21.46]People showing me fake love [00:24.90]Bitches turning up with the thugs [00:28.47]Rolling with the gang, what's up [00:31.73]Pour me a drink, don't want no Xans in my cup [00:34.73]Only hustlers understand [00:37.75]We work too hard, now we gon' play [00:40.53]I'm pulling up in a Rover all black [00:43.98]I needed help but they never called back [00:47.19]I wanted love shawty never wrote back [00:50.58]Now her closest bitches hanging with the crew because I'm next [00:53.88]Well I know they don't care about us [00:56.50]Sadly tryna show off, ordered 20 bottles [00:59.73]We should probably save instead of wasting dollars [01:03.10]When I'm with my crew I'm always doing the wrong shit [01:06.65]Yeah [01:07.85]Smoking on that gas, sipping on drinks [01:11.26]Dying slow and living fast, she don't wanna think [01:14.49]And the homies wanna flex, they throwing bands [01:17.95]I remember waiting the bus when we were young [01:21.38]Now I'm pulling up, pulling up on you [01:24.50]Pulling up, pulling up on you [01:27.89]Show me your love, you're all that I need [01:31.74]Without you all this cash don't mean a thing [01:35.04]Pour up that Moet, Parisian girls get so wet [01:38.24]Make them change their old ways, throw it up, get ratchet [01:41.68]Every time we get a check there's a 80% we'll blow it [01:44.96]I never do this unless I'm drunk or high, now I'm both [01:48.48]I'm thinking of those days when I was broke (I was broke) [01:52.11]I was running through my city doing bad shit, shit [01:58.07]This been going on and on for long [02:01.55]Growing up, nigga we're still growing up [02:04.85]Ain't no turning down 'cause we're gon' keep going up, aye [02:08.57]I just rolled a blunt, smoked my problems away, aye [02:11.88]They didn't listen what my grandfather said [02:15.01]Rolling up, drinking till' I'm throwing up [02:18.31]Cross faded up, wilding with the crew it's getting late [02:21.71]It's 5 AM, I'm thinking 'bout us, [02:24.32]Might end up pulling up on you [02:28.79]Smoking on that gas, sipping on drinks [02:32.33]Dying slow and living fast, she don't wanna think [02:35.67]And the homies wanna flex, they throwing bands [02:39.11]I remember waiting the bus when we were young [02:42.57]Now I'm pulling up, pulling up on you [02:45.52]Pulling up, pulling up on you [02:49.11]Show me your love, you're all that I need [02:52.86]Without you all this cash don't mean a thing [02:56.63]
