作词 : Andre Young/C. Gallo/T Myrie/B. Perry/T. Raybon/J. Pounds/M. Henderson/D. Abernathy Jr 作曲 : Andre Young/C. Gallo/T Myrie/B. Perry/T. Raybon/J. Pounds/M. Henderson/D. Abernathy Jr Now I don't want for nothing, shit, I got it all She tried to tax a ****, had to write her off It was only one night, but shit, she had a ball And when you ****ing with The Dogg, it ain't no leash involved Come, come, we having a little fun, we partying one on one Till 6 in the morning, give a **** about the sun Visionary, missionary (Don't stop, on top) On ya belly, then I'm back up in the Chevy (Legs up) Sometimes you gotta gangsta lean in this life Got her blowing on my dice, started running red lights (Yeah) Baby got brains, I ain't gotta think twice (No) Baby got back, came twice same night I'm just tryna get wet in the storm and get some closure See a **** in rare form, keep your composure (Yeah) She say she wanna come with her friends, well, bring 'em over Next morning, yawning, sipping on mimosas Time get to flying when ya grind like mine Got a line full of dimes, I'm just being braggadocious (Braggadocious) The way you walk is looking like you floating Make a **** wanna hit that three-wheel motion (Coasting) Time only makes things still And the past is not here I never had to work so fast to go so mad 'cause it just don't last Let go of all of us, yeah I know you ain't on my side, yeah And until it ends I'ma ride, ride, yeah Where were you when I was in a war? (I'ma get mine regardless) Yeah, yeah (Cold-blooded and heartless) Now that's the way to crack a bottle (Time waits for no one) Uh, these bitches going full throttle (Time's up before you started) But shit, this is a hard pill to swallow (Shut us down before you close your eyes) Blue collar shit, I'm talking 'bout survival (Dearly departed) Get the **** outta here with all that yada-yada (Wait if you want to) Middle finger to every one of my rivals (The slow one's the target) Dead on arrival You got me ****ed up! Still high, I'm like **** a hangover This a real high, you can smell the same odor Only good vibes, you should bring your gang over That good neck make me wanna put my chain on her Yeah, so what do you say? We can get away, we can bounce for days Bring an ounce to blaze, ****ed up and faded Now she say she wanna take a pic Gangsta pose Cross yo' arms though, **** And ever since the walls been pushed up against a **** back, I Been swinging on enemies getting closer Inquiring too much, that shit can backfire Shit, you could become a victim of the culture I still got homies in prison, them **** waiting on pictures Let's flick it up for my **** Gangsta pose Cross yo' arms though, **** America the great, easy to simulate Difficult to love, we be off the hate We incarcerate Judge you by the fate we put into place Freedom, what a bitter taste And I can see it on your face Gangsta pose Cross yo' arms though, ****
[00:00.000] 作词 : Andre Young/C. Gallo/T Myrie/B. Perry/T. Raybon/J. Pounds/M. Henderson/D. Abernathy Jr [00:01.000] 作曲 : Andre Young/C. Gallo/T Myrie/B. Perry/T. Raybon/J. Pounds/M. Henderson/D. Abernathy Jr [00:09.349]Now I don't want for nothing, shit, I got it all [00:11.849]She tried to tax a ****, had to write her off [00:14.316]It was only one night, but shit, she had a ball [00:16.707]And when you ****ing with The Dogg, it ain't no leash involved [00:19.323]Come, come, we having a little fun, we partying one on one [00:22.551]Till 6 in the morning, give a **** about the sun [00:25.037]Visionary, missionary (Don't stop, on top) [00:27.571]On ya belly, then I'm back up in the Chevy (Legs up) [00:30.005]Sometimes you gotta gangsta lean in this life [00:32.604]Got her blowing on my dice, started running red lights (Yeah) [00:35.399]Baby got brains, I ain't gotta think twice (No) [00:37.850]Baby got back, came twice same night [00:40.089]I'm just tryna get wet in the storm and get some closure [00:42.908]See a **** in rare form, keep your composure (Yeah) [00:45.394]She say she wanna come with her friends, well, bring 'em over [00:47.936]Next morning, yawning, sipping on mimosas [00:50.502]Time get to flying when ya grind like mine [00:52.820]Got a line full of dimes, I'm just being braggadocious (Braggadocious) [00:56.113]The way you walk is looking like you floating [00:58.072]Make a **** wanna hit that three-wheel motion (Coasting) [01:00.550]Time only makes things still [01:05.470]And the past is not here [01:07.442]I never had to work so fast to go so mad 'cause it just don't last [01:11.928]Let go of all of us, yeah [01:16.521]I know you ain't on my side, yeah [01:18.622]And until it ends I'ma ride, ride, yeah [01:21.856]Where were you when I was in a war? [01:24.872](I'ma get mine regardless) Yeah, yeah [01:27.637](Cold-blooded and heartless) Now that's the way to crack a bottle [01:30.429](Time waits for no one) Uh, these bitches going full throttle [01:32.944](Time's up before you started) But shit, this is a hard pill to swallow [01:35.658](Shut us down before you close your eyes) Blue collar shit, I'm talking 'bout survival [01:38.285](Dearly departed) Get the **** outta here with all that yada-yada [01:41.017](Wait if you want to) Middle finger to every one of my rivals [01:43.606](The slow one's the target) Dead on arrival [01:45.298]You got me ****ed up! [01:48.000]Still high, I'm like **** a hangover [01:50.435]This a real high, you can smell the same odor [01:53.168]Only good vibes, you should bring your gang over [01:55.651]That good neck make me wanna put my chain on her [01:58.336]Yeah, so what do you say? [02:00.402]We can get away, we can bounce for days [02:03.084]Bring an ounce to blaze, ****ed up and faded [02:05.686]Now she say she wanna take a pic [02:07.496]Gangsta pose [02:10.061]Cross yo' arms though, **** [02:13.010]And ever since the walls been pushed up against a **** back, I [02:16.968]Been swinging on enemies getting closer [02:19.636]Inquiring too much, that shit can backfire [02:22.042]Shit, you could become a victim of the culture [02:24.859]I still got homies in prison, them **** waiting on pictures [02:27.468]Let's flick it up for my **** [02:28.801]Gangsta pose [02:31.356]Cross yo' arms though, **** [02:35.056]America the great, easy to simulate [02:37.912]Difficult to love, we be off the hate [02:41.955]We incarcerate [02:43.232]Judge you by the fate we put into place [02:46.389]Freedom, what a bitter taste [02:48.768]And I can see it on your face [02:50.224]Gangsta pose [02:52.635]Cross yo' arms though, ****
