作曲 : Durk Banks/Braylen Rembert/Saad Ghallab/Joshua Samuel I love my daddy, I miss my daddy He was so special to me He took me shopping, bought me everything I follow his footsteps and bigger dreams That's my daddy, that's my king (Turn Me Up Josh) (J Thrash On The Track) (Ayo Bleu)
Ask me how I feel inside my mind, but I'm okay, for real Never ever ask me about my life or about my case, for real What you know about sellin' everything you got 'cause you gotta pay the bills? I just drove two hours to get some drank, I feel like a J, for real Got some shooters comin' out that cut, they move like Navy SEALs I will never vouch to pay for p*ssy, I'd rather pay a pill Ask me for some cash, I'll give it to you, I'm like the bank, for real What you know about bein' around all them drugs? That sh*t stink, for real Whenever that cash involved, them niggas gon' go race to kill Sometimes I leave the Perc' on my tongue just to taste a pill And he on papers, he tryna slide, I gotta make him chill I be havin' deep talks with my dawgs, I gotta make 'em feel
(Yeah) Look up and pray in my palms Hold your brother in your arms, never let him go (Yeah) This sh*t ain't promised tomorrow If you get him in your arms, never let him go (Yeah) And I love you for life Hold him close, and you let him know (Yeah) It's too many homicides Hold him close and you let him know
We see niggas ****in' with other niggas, they out-of-towners You come around 'cause you got the drugs, you know I won't allow it Plenty nights I ain't talk to my son, I had to call in private Sometimes I'm mad I picked up a cup, I tried to really fight it And I'ma react you play with my b*tch, you know that's really wifey Say somethin' 'bout Tay time, I'ma react 'cause you know you reunited I'm from the Lam', I've been 300, I feel like Leonidas Never call my phone 'bout murders, you know they still indictin' I got a feelin' I'm beatin' my case 'cause I ain't even been indicted They say I'm steady climbin' the charts and they ain't even too excited He told me he fightin' like two, three murders, I told him keep on fightin' Up to the point I'll send you money 'cause I ain't gon' keep on writin' Get fresh as hell, take care of the opps, that sh*t that I be on Got in my feelings, say they put V. Roy on my Styrofoam I'm The Voice, cut off my music, they gon' sing along And when I got on my feet, I put my people on
Uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (Yeah) Look up and pray in my palms Hold your brother in your arms, never let him go (Yeah) This sh*t ain't promised tomorrow If you get him in your arms, never let him go (Yeah) And I love you for life Hold him close, and you let him know (Yeah) It's too many homicides Hold him close and you let him know
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Durk Banks/Braylen Rembert/Saad Ghallab/Joshua Samuel [00:00.04]I love my daddy, I miss my daddy [00:11.42]He was so special to me [00:16.38]He took me shopping, bought me everything [00:21.58]I follow his footsteps and bigger dreams [00:26.88]That's my daddy, that's my king [00:33.13](Turn Me Up Josh) [00:34.74](J Thrash On The Track) [00:43.20](Ayo Bleu) [00:44.26] [00:44.46]Ask me how I feel inside my mind, but I'm okay, for real [00:47.07]Never ever ask me about my life or about my case, for real [00:49.88]What you know about sellin' everything you got 'cause you gotta pay the bills? [00:52.48]I just drove two hours to get some drank, I feel like a J, for real [00:55.35]Got some shooters comin' out that cut, they move like Navy SEALs [00:57.85]I will never vouch to pay for p*ssy, I'd rather pay a pill [01:00.65]Ask me for some cash, I'll give it to you, I'm like the bank, for real [01:03.82]What you know about bein' around all them drugs? That sh*t stink, for real [01:06.52]Whenever that cash involved, them niggas gon' go race to kill [01:09.13]Sometimes I leave the Perc' on my tongue just to taste a pill [01:11.92]And he on papers, he tryna slide, I gotta make him chill [01:14.93]I be havin' deep talks with my dawgs, I gotta make 'em feel [01:17.43] [01:17.73](Yeah) Look up and pray in my palms [01:20.84]Hold your brother in your arms, never let him go [01:23.65](Yeah) This sh*t ain't promised tomorrow [01:27.16]If you get him in your arms, never let him go [01:29.28](Yeah) And I love you for life [01:32.70]Hold him close, and you let him know [01:35.21](Yeah) It's too many homicides [01:38.88]Hold him close and you let him know [01:40.94] [01:41.09]We see niggas ****in' with other niggas, they out-of-towners [01:43.15]You come around 'cause you got the drugs, you know I won't allow it [01:46.05]Plenty nights I ain't talk to my son, I had to call in private [01:48.78]Sometimes I'm mad I picked up a cup, I tried to really fight it [01:51.45]And I'ma react you play with my b*tch, you know that's really wifey [01:54.20]Say somethin' 'bout Tay time, I'ma react 'cause you know you reunited [01:57.01]I'm from the Lam', I've been 300, I feel like Leonidas [01:59.62]Never call my phone 'bout murders, you know they still indictin' [02:02.69]I got a feelin' I'm beatin' my case 'cause I ain't even been indicted [02:05.39]They say I'm steady climbin' the charts and they ain't even too excited [02:07.74]He told me he fightin' like two, three murders, I told him keep on fightin' [02:11.31]Up to the point I'll send you money 'cause I ain't gon' keep on writin' [02:14.07]Get fresh as hell, take care of the opps, that sh*t that I be on [02:17.15]Got in my feelings, say they put V. Roy on my Styrofoam [02:19.16]I'm The Voice, cut off my music, they gon' sing along [02:23.07]And when I got on my feet, I put my people on [02:24.92] [02:25.12]Uh-uh, uh-uh [02:30.48]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh [02:36.44](Yeah) Look up and pray in my palms [02:39.99]Hold your brother in your arms, never let him go [02:42.59](Yeah) This sh*t ain't promised tomorrow [02:46.75]If you get him in your arms, never let him go [02:49.31](Yeah) And I love you for life [02:51.01]Hold him close, and you let him know [02:53.58](Yeah) It's too many homicides [02:56.97]Hold him close and you let him know
