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  • 作词 : Navraj Goraya/Marcellus Rayvon Register/Wesley Glass/Mokhom Singh Bhangal/AMIR ESMAILIAN
    作曲 : Navraj Goraya/Marcellus Rayvon Register/Wesley Glass/Mokhom Singh Bhangal/AMIR ESMAILIAN
    [Chorus: NAV]
    Please don't judge me by my past if I consider you my friend
    I could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
    I was layin' in the grass, I sniped a model and her friend
    I can't talk hot on the phone the situation that I'm in
    I keep drivin' home drunk and I keep ****in' up my rims
    They just took my left hand, now I'ma live without a limb
    We could have the same Carti', shit look different through my lens

    [Verse 1: NAV]
    Mismatch, I just did the Dior with the Prada
    Big plaques walkin' through my crib, I got a lot of
    My block is hot, I walk through and I'm scared to step on lava
    My lil' homies proud of me and still be sellin' product
    I be flossin', valet runnin' to me when I park up
    Took her shoppin', got that girl a kit, it was a start-up
    Expensive gas, they smellin' my aroma when I spark up
    Don't take me simple, I'm the wrong tree that you should bark up


    [Chorus: NAV]
    Please don't judge me by my past if I consider you my friend
    I could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
    I was layin' in the grass, I sniped a model and her friend
    I can't talk hot on the phone the situation that I'm in
    I keep drivin' home drunk and I keep ****in' up my rims
    They just took my left hand, now I'ma live without a limb
    We could have the same Carti', shit look different through my lens

    [Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
    Carti' frames cost a lil' more 'cause they got icin'
    Outlaw, road runner dirty with no licenses
    Shallow bitch, you get money too, then you're her type
    Gamblin', type to risk it all and throw the dice in
    Music business litty, but I'm workin' on the low
    Man, these rap niggas be friendly, you just met 'em, now it's bro
    I just touched down for a bag and rockin' Marni to a show
    Bitches Wavy Gang, hoes gettin' gnarly on a boat
    Facemob, yeah, they call me that 'cause my hands in it
    I'm the first in Celine Timberlands, they should put me in the Guinness
    God's son, know that I repent 'cause I be sinnin'
    Drop a bag and fuel the trenches, it ain't shit to see 'em spin it, know I'm stayin' litty, nigga

    [Chorus: NAV]
    Please don't judge me by my past if I consider you my friend
    I could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
    I was layin' in the grass, I sniped a model and her friend
    I can't talk hot on the phone the situation that I'm in
    I keep drivin' home drunk and I keep ****in' up my rims
    They just took my left hand, now I'ma live without a limb
    We could have the same Carti', shit look different through my lens
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Navraj Goraya/Marcellus Rayvon Register/Wesley Glass/Mokhom Singh Bhangal/AMIR ESMAILIAN
    [00:00.000] 作曲 : Navraj Goraya/Marcellus Rayvon Register/Wesley Glass/Mokhom Singh Bhangal/AMIR ESMAILIAN
    [00:00.000][Chorus: NAV]
    [00:02.714]Please don't judge me by my past if I consider you my friend
    [00:05.081]I could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
    [00:07.698]I was layin' in the grass, I sniped a model and her friend
    [00:10.324]I can't talk hot on the phone the situation that I'm in
    [00:12.824]I keep drivin' home drunk and I keep ****in' up my rims
    [00:15.575]They just took my left hand, now I'ma live without a limb
    [00:18.168]We could have the same Carti', shit look different through my lens
    [00:20.199]
    [00:20.448][Verse 1: NAV]
    [00:20.948]Mismatch, I just did the Dior with the Prada
    [00:23.448]Big plaques walkin' through my crib, I got a lot of
    [00:26.074]My block is hot, I walk through and I'm scared to step on lava
    [00:28.699]My lil' homies proud of me and still be sellin' product
    [00:31.574]I be flossin', valet runnin' to me when I park up
    [00:34.074]Took her shoppin', got that girl a kit, it was a start-up
    [00:36.918]Expensive gas, they smellin' my aroma when I spark up
    [00:39.495]Don't take me simple, I'm the wrong tree that you should bark up
    [00:42.074]
    [00:42.323]
    [00:42.323][Chorus: NAV]
    [00:42.581]Please don't judge me by my past if I consider you my friend
    [00:47.295]I could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
    [00:49.918]I was layin' in the grass, I sniped a model and her friend
    [00:52.512]I can't talk hot on the phone the situation that I'm in
    [00:55.175]I keep drivin' home drunk and I keep ****in' up my rims
    [00:57.856]They just took my left hand, now I'ma live without a limb
    [01:00.449]We could have the same Carti', shit look different through my lens
    [01:03.231]
    [01:03.231][Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
    [01:03.496]Carti' frames cost a lil' more 'cause they got icin'
    [01:06.074]Outlaw, road runner dirty with no licenses
    [01:08.684]Shallow bitch, you get money too, then you're her type
    [01:11.449]Gamblin', type to risk it all and throw the dice in
    [01:14.028]Music business litty, but I'm workin' on the low
    [01:16.403]Man, these rap niggas be friendly, you just met 'em, now it's bro
    [01:19.043]I just touched down for a bag and rockin' Marni to a show
    [01:21.574]Bitches Wavy Gang, hoes gettin' gnarly on a boat
    [01:24.450]Facemob, yeah, they call me that 'cause my hands in it
    [01:27.199]I'm the first in Celine Timberlands, they should put me in the Guinness
    [01:29.574]God's son, know that I repent 'cause I be sinnin'
    [01:32.324]Drop a bag and fuel the trenches, it ain't shit to see 'em spin it, know I'm stayin' litty, nigga
    [01:34.887]
    [01:35.156][Chorus: NAV]
    [01:35.420]Please don't judge me by my past if I consider you my friend
    [01:40.168]I could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
    [01:42.965]I was layin' in the grass, I sniped a model and her friend
    [01:45.574]I can't talk hot on the phone the situation that I'm in
    [01:48.153]I keep drivin' home drunk and I keep ****in' up my rims
    [01:51.028]They just took my left hand, now I'ma live without a limb
    [01:53.408]We could have the same Carti', shit look different through my lens