Look, told me never let this get a hold of me You hate to see me hurt, you wanna hurt someone for me Way too down to Earth, don't do no dirt for me, please I don't need nobody else takin' a deal or a plea God knowin' what I'm doin', he gon' deal with me Niggas ain't cut like that, she'll kill for me And I don't care if we don't speak for like a million weeks You right there when I need you but I know these ain't your kind of people I finally bought a home to raise my family I'm done with all the hoes and they anatomiеs I tried to call your phone again, you said, "It wasn't on" And by the timе you got my letter, I was long gone
Back on the road, gone with the wind blows Packin' the shows, hoes and the nymphos, platinum and gold You know how this shit go when family's gone You don't know what you here for, uh
Just remember, remember when, mm Mommies, daughters, martyrs, callers Ballers, fathers, all the fallen Mommies, daughters, martyrs, callers Ballers, fathers, all the fallen
Look, you said I shouldn't worry 'bout the fame You seem to be concerned of what you heard about the game 'Cause soon as niggas get a little change, niggas change And playin' with the Lord's name, sayin' it in vain You heard a song and said I did the same thing You seein' somethin' different in my eyes, this ya emphasized And I ain't get it at the time, I couldn't listen Had to call her back, line packed, sold out tickets I'm on the wrong track, road back, **** it, I'm hittin' it On the road, I'ma bulldoze the globe for the dough She know she happy that we doin' better than before As long as I'm sellin' shows, you ain't sellin' for your soul I felt like she was yellin' like Azealia in that megaphone Said, "I'ma hit you in the mornin', keep your message on" I did my set then sat alone for a second by myself Asked questions, choices, destination, courses Highways, routes, voices rollin' Voices goin' on and on and on, it's noisy I'm not the only one affected by the poison in the mind And the lifestyle that shine from the iced-out diamonds That combine with misogynistic mindsets Dialect from save, die tribe, they tryna dissect to redigest I tossed that mindset overboard like an object I'm tryna find a letter to the Lord from the projects 'Cause when I was a boy, I didn't know that we was poor And now I'm on tour, I got a moment to explore And show my niggas somethin' we ain't never seen before Open doors, so you know I'm goin'
Back on the road, gone with the wind blows Packin' the shows, hoes and nymphos, platinum and gold You know how this shit go when family's gone You don't know what you here for, uh
Just remember, remember when, mm Mommies, daughters, martyrs, callers Ballers, fathers, all the fallen Mommies, daughters, martyrs, callers Ballers, fathers, all the fallen
Why do I get so damn high that I can't feel my face? Try and try to free my mind, but I can't find a way Why do I get so damn high that I can't feel my face? Try and try to free my mind, but I can't find a way
Look, I never gave that much a **** about this shit To let it challenge my integrity But you questionin' me, got me thinkin' you thinkin' less of me The lesson in this shit is we should talk face to face, **** the messagin' Meet me in the flesh and you can see that I'm still lil' Destin Lil' brubbie, lil' BB, bald head as a baby in the Huggies Stunt like my dad, I'm a druggie Money in my hands but it's bloody Try to understand if you love me, ayy Make plans, we can roll like the old days FaceTime call came with a stone-cold face We don't talk often, when we do, it's an, "Are you okay?" Somebody ****in' with you? I'm on the way It's on the waste, I can tell the way you live, that ain't the case Figured you was mad at me when you said you need a break from the family And you not participatin' in no Pagan holiday gatherings And ever since I start rappin', I ain't never in Atlanta too long And I hate havin' to only see the family when somethin' bad happen Like when Granny passed, I ain't wanna answer the phone Writin' in my pad, hope I don't remember this wrong Last time I seen you, we was sendin' her home October, November, December was gone But on the 25th, we gotta be there for mom I'm tired of today, can I see you tomorrow? I could be on the way soon as I finish this song So you can see I'm still true in everything that I been doin' And I don't **** with the Devil but I know he pursuin' And I know that Jesus died, thirty-three, like Ewing And he prolly did the same shit that we like doin' I know you got to feel the animosity brewin' It's gettin' bad and I'm sad our relationship ruined over some trash, but it's past that Send me all the money that I gave you over Cashapp back since you actin' as if you—
We're sorry, you have reached a number that is— (Aw) That's ****ed (That's ****ed, that's ****ed, man, that's right
[00:00.000] 作词 : Destin Route/Kameron Cole/John Welch/James Blake Litherland/Taalib Johnson/Osunlade/Eric Roberson [00:01.000] 作曲 : Destin Route/Kameron Cole/John Welch/James Blake Litherland/Taalib Johnson/Osunlade/Eric Roberson [00:04.793]Cole, you stupid [00:14.842] [00:19.631]Look, told me never let this get a hold of me [00:22.846]You hate to see me hurt, you wanna hurt someone for me [00:25.475]Way too down to Earth, don't do no dirt for me, please [00:27.884]I don't need nobody else takin' a deal or a plea [00:30.290]God knowin' what I'm doin', he gon' deal with me [00:32.550]Niggas ain't cut like that, she'll kill for me [00:35.030]And I don't care if we don't speak for like a million weeks [00:37.443]You right there when I need you but I know these ain't your kind of people [00:40.449]I finally bought a home to raise my family [00:42.781]I'm done with all the hoes and they anatomiеs [00:45.304]I tried to call your phone again, you said, "It wasn't on" [00:47.655]And by the timе you got my letter, I was long gone [00:49.847] [00:50.009]Back on the road, gone with the wind blows [00:52.260]Packin' the shows, hoes and the nymphos, platinum and gold [00:55.884]You know how this shit go when family's gone [00:58.340]You don't know what you here for, uh [01:00.669] [01:00.822]Just remember, remember when, mm [01:10.055]Mommies, daughters, martyrs, callers [01:14.734]Ballers, fathers, all the fallen [01:19.756]Mommies, daughters, martyrs, callers [01:24.613]Ballers, fathers, all the fallen [01:29.523] [01:29.672]Look, you said I shouldn't worry 'bout the fame [01:32.384]You seem to be concerned of what you heard about the game [01:34.835]'Cause soon as niggas get a little change, niggas change [01:37.273]And playin' with the Lord's name, sayin' it in vain [01:39.783]You heard a song and said I did the same thing [01:42.275]You seein' somethin' different in my eyes, this ya emphasized [01:45.217]And I ain't get it at the time, I couldn't listen [01:47.132]Had to call her back, line packed, sold out tickets [01:49.581]I'm on the wrong track, road back, **** it, I'm hittin' it [01:51.990]On the road, I'ma bulldoze the globe for the dough [01:54.555]She know she happy that we doin' better than before [01:57.122]As long as I'm sellin' shows, you ain't sellin' for your soul [01:59.631]I felt like she was yellin' like Azealia in that megaphone [02:02.410]Said, "I'ma hit you in the mornin', keep your message on" [02:04.939]I did my set then sat alone for a second by myself [02:07.808]Asked questions, choices, destination, courses [02:10.397]Highways, routes, voices rollin' [02:12.156]Voices goin' on and on and on, it's noisy [02:14.937]I'm not the only one affected by the poison in the mind [02:17.628]And the lifestyle that shine from the iced-out diamonds [02:20.343]That combine with misogynistic mindsets [02:22.229]Dialect from save, die tribe, they tryna dissect to redigest [02:25.862]I tossed that mindset overboard like an object [02:28.588]I'm tryna find a letter to the Lord from the projects [02:30.930]'Cause when I was a boy, I didn't know that we was poor [02:33.486]And now I'm on tour, I got a moment to explore [02:35.880]And show my niggas somethin' we ain't never seen before [02:38.411]Open doors, so you know I'm goin' [02:39.789] [02:39.939]Back on the road, gone with the wind blows [02:42.288]Packin' the shows, hoes and nymphos, platinum and gold [02:45.860]You know how this shit go when family's gone [02:48.374]You don't know what you here for, uh [02:50.362] [02:50.533]Just remember, remember when, mm [02:59.931]Mommies, daughters, martyrs, callers [03:04.738]Ballers, fathers, all the fallen [03:09.776]Mommies, daughters, martyrs, callers [03:14.732]Ballers, fathers, all the fallen [03:19.651] [03:19.795]Why do I get so damn high that I can't feel my face? [03:24.719]Try and try to free my mind, but I can't find a way [03:29.629]Why do I get so damn high that I can't feel my face? [03:34.689]Try and try to free my mind, but I can't find a way [03:38.522] [03:38.693]Look, I never gave that much a **** about this shit [03:40.878]To let it challenge my integrity [03:42.366]But you questionin' me, got me thinkin' you thinkin' less of me [03:45.054]The lesson in this shit is we should talk face to face, **** the messagin' [03:48.683]Meet me in the flesh and you can see that I'm still lil' Destin [03:51.575]Lil' brubbie, lil' BB, bald head as a baby in the Huggies [03:55.649]Stunt like my dad, I'm a druggie [03:58.197]Money in my hands but it's bloody [04:00.441]Try to understand if you love me, ayy [04:02.754]Make plans, we can roll like the old days [04:05.146]FaceTime call came with a stone-cold face [04:07.459]We don't talk often, when we do, it's an, "Are you okay?" [04:10.198]Somebody ****in' with you? I'm on the way [04:12.041]It's on the waste, I can tell the way you live, that ain't the case [04:14.515]Figured you was mad at me when you said you need a break from the family [04:18.005]And you not participatin' in no Pagan holiday gatherings [04:20.662]And ever since I start rappin', I ain't never in Atlanta too long [04:24.049]And I hate havin' to only see the family when somethin' bad happen [04:27.108]Like when Granny passed, I ain't wanna answer the phone [04:29.563]Writin' in my pad, hope I don't remember this wrong [04:32.072]Last time I seen you, we was sendin' her home [04:34.720]October, November, December was gone [04:36.917]But on the 25th, we gotta be there for mom [04:39.600]I'm tired of today, can I see you tomorrow? [04:42.170]I could be on the way soon as I finish this song [04:44.477]So you can see I'm still true in everything that I been doin' [04:47.145]And I don't **** with the Devil but I know he pursuin' [04:49.648]And I know that Jesus died, thirty-three, like Ewing [04:52.150]And he prolly did the same shit that we like doin' [04:54.547]I know you got to feel the animosity brewin' [04:57.210]It's gettin' bad and I'm sad our relationship ruined over some [05:00.075]trash, but it's past that [05:01.400]Send me all the money that I gave you over Cashapp back since [05:04.189]you actin' as if you— [05:05.356] [05:05.557]We're sorry, you have reached a number that is— (Aw) [05:08.757]That's ****ed (That's ****ed, that's ****ed, man, that's right
