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  • 作词 : Joshua Cross/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Thorstein Borja/Sarah J./Barrington Wright
    作曲 : Joshua Cross/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Thorstein Borja/Sarah J./Barrington Wright
    [Intro]
    Yeah
    She fetched me my soul
    She ain't feelin' up
    Stop hatin'
    [Chorus]
    No license, top-down, you still pushin'
    **** a *****, we slide a block, they still *****
    Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
    And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
    These *****s can't feel my pain in it, ayy
    And all this shit, it took a ***** just to get here
    *****, try me, I let it bang on him
    We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
    And my circle is full of made *****s
    You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
    I know these *****s don't feel my pain, *****, nah, nah
    But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh
    [Verse]
    Talkin' back Adidas, sellin' that liquor, we buy the liter
    I ain't go to school today, my *****, I got holes in my Adidas
    I got stains on most of my t-shirts and these *****s that used to laugh
    But they can't laugh now that that flow come out them speakers
    *****, nah
    In the cut, they caught me slippin' but I turned around and banged on 'em
    Turned around and flamed on 'em
    Shit just sound the same, don't it?
    Icy on my wrist, you know my jeweler go insane on it
    Shooters that'll kill you for a chain with the gang on it
    You can't feel they pain on it, you can't feel they pain on it
    Snatch a ***** soul and his chain in the same moment
    My baby cryin' tears and who the **** am I finna blame on it?
    So I hit that corner, if I die, I'll be a stain on it
    Know I'm from that block, I swing a Ox, I do my thang on it
    I been out the game so I got no time to play opponents
    I been out the game so I just hit the block and spray up corners
    In the pockets, layin' on 'em
    Hit the drop, I'm waitin' on 'em
    Sellin' soda, mama worry, I pay dues, baby
    Hold the corner, mama worried, I made the news, baby
    Back then, did it all for a pair of shoes, baby
    Lookin' back at it, I couldn't understand my views, baby
    On the come up, and I want icy flashy rings, *****
    Everything we never had as kids drove us insane, *****
    You had it, we had it, but it wasn't the same, *****
    Now imagine *****s havin' fame, *****
    We was on the train, *****, bust down the chain, *****
    Bust down the jewels like we bust down the thing, *****
    Got rid of some *****s, they moved, I couldn't hang with 'em
    Smile at my face but them *****s was hidin' hate in 'em
    Oh, no
    [Interlude]
    Yeah, we was born champions
    We was turned soldiers
    Somewhere encaged in the concrete jungle, we all lost touch
    Head to the sky, back to the wall
    Young and not fully prepared to understand the facts of it all
    With starvation in our stomachs and concentration in our eyes
    You see *****s deprived of the life we thought was perfect
    So what that mean is every scheme, hustle and jug is worth it until we murdered, *****
    [Chorus]
    No license, top-down, you still pushin'
    **** a *****, we slide a block, they still *****
    Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
    And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
    These *****s can't feel my pain in it, ayy
    And all this shit, it took a ***** just to get here
    *****, try me, I let it bang on him
    We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
    And my circle is full of made *****s
    You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
    I know these *****s don't feel my pain, *****, nah, nah
    But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh
  • [00:00.00] 作词 : Joshua Cross/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Thorstein Borja/Sarah J./Barrington Wright
    [00:00.00] 作曲 : Joshua Cross/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Thorstein Borja/Sarah J./Barrington Wright
    [00:00.0][Intro]
    [00:10.88]Yeah
    [00:14.71]She fetched me my soul
    [00:17.51]She ain't feelin' up
    [00:20.66]Stop hatin'
    [00:24.1][Chorus]
    [00:24.64]No license, top-down, you still pushin'
    [00:27.49]**** a *****, we slide a block, they still *****
    [00:30.24]Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
    [00:33.31]And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
    [00:35.67]These *****s can't feel my pain in it, ayy
    [00:38.42]And all this shit, it took a ***** just to get here
    [00:41.45]*****, try me, I let it bang on him
    [00:44.16]We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
    [00:47.42]And my circle is full of made *****s
    [00:50.42]You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
    [00:53.51]I know these *****s don't feel my pain, *****, nah, nah
    [00:56.61]But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh
    [00:59.82][Verse]
    [01:00.62]Talkin' back Adidas, sellin' that liquor, we buy the liter
    [01:03.72]I ain't go to school today, my *****, I got holes in my Adidas
    [01:07.46]I got stains on most of my t-shirts and these *****s that used to laugh
    [01:09.71]But they can't laugh now that that flow come out them speakers
    [01:12.1]*****, nah
    [01:13.8]In the cut, they caught me slippin' but I turned around and banged on 'em
    [01:15.73]Turned around and flamed on 'em
    [01:18.91]Shit just sound the same, don't it?
    [01:20.2]Icy on my wrist, you know my jeweler go insane on it
    [01:22.0]Shooters that'll kill you for a chain with the gang on it
    [01:25.14]You can't feel they pain on it, you can't feel they pain on it
    [01:28.19]Snatch a ***** soul and his chain in the same moment
    [01:31.13]My baby cryin' tears and who the **** am I finna blame on it?
    [01:34.8]So I hit that corner, if I die, I'll be a stain on it
    [01:37.24]Know I'm from that block, I swing a Ox, I do my thang on it
    [01:40.30]I been out the game so I got no time to play opponents
    [01:43.24]I been out the game so I just hit the block and spray up corners
    [01:46.31]In the pockets, layin' on 'em
    [01:48.36]Hit the drop, I'm waitin' on 'em
    [01:49.57]Sellin' soda, mama worry, I pay dues, baby
    [01:52.67]Hold the corner, mama worried, I made the news, baby
    [01:55.46]Back then, did it all for a pair of shoes, baby
    [01:58.70]Lookin' back at it, I couldn't understand my views, baby
    [02:01.66]On the come up, and I want icy flashy rings, *****
    [02:04.87]Everything we never had as kids drove us insane, *****
    [02:07.80]You had it, we had it, but it wasn't the same, *****
    [02:11.60]Now imagine *****s havin' fame, *****
    [02:12.41]We was on the train, *****, bust down the chain, *****
    [02:16.85]Bust down the jewels like we bust down the thing, *****
    [02:19.92]Got rid of some *****s, they moved, I couldn't hang with 'em
    [02:22.90]Smile at my face but them *****s was hidin' hate in 'em
    [02:26.0]Oh, no
    [02:26.88][Interlude]
    [02:27.99]Yeah, we was born champions
    [02:30.56]We was turned soldiers
    [02:32.66]Somewhere encaged in the concrete jungle, we all lost touch
    [02:35.73]Head to the sky, back to the wall
    [02:37.98]Young and not fully prepared to understand the facts of it all
    [02:41.0]With starvation in our stomachs and concentration in our eyes
    [02:44.66]You see *****s deprived of the life we thought was perfect
    [02:47.33]So what that mean is every scheme, hustle and jug is worth it until we murdered, *****
    [02:49.84][Chorus]
    [02:51.4]No license, top-down, you still pushin'
    [02:53.69]**** a *****, we slide a block, they still *****
    [02:56.68]Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
    [02:59.79]And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
    [03:02.38]These *****s can't feel my pain in it, ayy
    [03:04.86]And all this shit, it took a ***** just to get here
    [03:07.91]*****, try me, I let it bang on him
    [03:10.25]We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
    [03:13.94]And my circle is full of made *****s
    [03:16.92]You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
    [03:20.1]I know these *****s don't feel my pain, *****, nah, nah
    [03:23.12]But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh