作曲 : Arthur Bean/R14 The gun that we got came from up north But if it beat then you’ll go down south German stick, they call it a sig Even though it’s no smoking allowed My shooter with me shopping in Dior If we die right now, then we’re going in style Can't be hospital, the life that I live is so hostile Got suburban children tryna relate, if you ain't been broke, you won't know I'm saying The waiter come, I just give him my card and tap it, I don't even know what I'm paying Oh, what a wonderful life I'm living But something just don’t feel right The guys are like tumbler dryers, they’re spinning While I jump on the mic, I'm spitting K1 jump out the ride try kill him I try satisfy my woman but baby, I'm done for the night, I'm kipping I gotta be up in a couple of hours Big tactical knife I’m gripping Just in case they try their luck Of course I'm walking with God but bro, in this world, no, that ain't enough Bro’s in the party with a loaded gun How the **** did he get that in the club? I scrubbed up well and I stepped in fresh Like say, I just jumped off of the back of the truck Now I’m in Miami eating Carbone If you ain’t been out the hood you won’t get that Pagans drop then I’m listening carefully Art of war, I gotta know where their heads at Been a long week, lemme find a masseuse My chain and my pendant’s hurting my neck back They don't get what they want, so they switch up So all along, they were tryna finesse man Somebody get them a Tampax, grown man acting like teenage gyal No sweet sixteen, the G17's gon' ruin your b-day plan All of us raised by single women Taught ourself how to become a man Remember the days when dinner weren’t made My belly would ache, in need of a scram The gun that we got came from up north But if it beat then you’ll go down south German stick, they call it a sig Even though it’s no smoking allowed My shooter with me shopping in Dior If we die right now, then we’re going in style Can't be hospital, the life that I live is so hostile The results from the doc came back and they said that I got the imposter syndrome Remember the days I was freezing cold, I was writing my name on the frosted windows Start of the year when Fdot died, 26th of Jan, I lost my kinfolk Cam told me that he died and I replied "Huh", I hoped that he'd say it's a typo Came from the mud and my whole hood witnessed Now all of the kids know anything’s possible Bussing a jug on the enemy territory, thinking back now, that wasn't logical You ain't gotta check in on my mental health when somebody diss, it's comical My girl loves to go back and forth, if you wanna do that bae, take up volleyball I don't have the time for the million-pound meeting in town girl, let alone you I'm living my movie, I won't make the sequel, I can't decline like Home Alone 2 Too competitive don’t wanna lose Day in the life, let's see if you really trap, turn off the auto tune It wouldn’t have blown though if it weren’t true The gun that we got came from up north But if it beat then you’ll go down south German stick, they call it a sig Even though it’s no smoking allowed My shooter with me shopping in Dior If we die right now, then we’re going in style Can't be hospital, the life that I live is so hostile Yo, I been everywhere gang Up north, down south, jails all throughout the country bro I know what everybody’s like But up here, up north, we ain't playing bro We get your shit snatched, get your face punched off bro We'll even bun you bro, we ain't playing And man are going jail behind this shit that's why we keeping the guy's names alive man Know what I'm saying, support the trenches man, free the guys, all day
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Arthur Bean/R14 [00:00.189]The gun that we got came from up north [00:01.971]But if it beat then you’ll go down south [00:03.589]German stick, they call it a sig [00:05.107]Even though it’s no smoking allowed [00:06.779]My shooter with me shopping in Dior [00:08.410]If we die right now, then we’re going in style [00:10.605]Can't be hospital, the life that I live is so hostile [00:13.311]Got suburban children tryna relate, if you ain't been broke, you won't know I'm saying [00:16.605]The waiter come, I just give him my card and tap it, I don't even know what I'm paying [00:19.850]Oh, what a wonderful life I'm living [00:21.786]But something just don’t feel right [00:23.056]The guys are like tumbler dryers, they’re spinning [00:24.903]While I jump on the mic, I'm spitting [00:26.463]K1 jump out the ride try kill him [00:28.103]I try satisfy my woman but baby, I'm done for the night, I'm kipping [00:31.319]I gotta be up in a couple of hours [00:33.167]Big tactical knife I’m gripping [00:34.621]Just in case they try their luck [00:36.111]Of course I'm walking with God but bro, in this world, no, that ain't enough [00:39.213]Bro’s in the party with a loaded gun [00:41.216]How the **** did he get that in the club? [00:42.666]I scrubbed up well and I stepped in fresh [00:44.274]Like say, I just jumped off of the back of the truck [00:45.991]Now I’m in Miami eating Carbone [00:47.791]If you ain’t been out the hood you won’t get that [00:49.391]Pagans drop then I’m listening carefully [00:50.988]Art of war, I gotta know where their heads at [00:52.564]Been a long week, lemme find a masseuse [00:54.142]My chain and my pendant’s hurting my neck back [00:55.874]They don't get what they want, so they switch up [00:57.514]So all along, they were tryna finesse man [00:59.127]Somebody get them a Tampax, grown man acting like teenage gyal [01:02.155]No sweet sixteen, the G17's gon' ruin your b-day plan [01:05.260]All of us raised by single women [01:06.769]Taught ourself how to become a man [01:08.403]Remember the days when dinner weren’t made [01:09.984]My belly would ache, in need of a scram [01:12.025]The gun that we got came from up north [01:13.827]But if it beat then you’ll go down south [01:15.387]German stick, they call it a sig [01:17.005]Even though it’s no smoking allowed [01:18.668]My shooter with me shopping in Dior [01:20.215]If we die right now, then we’re going in style [01:22.345]Can't be hospital, the life that I live is so hostile [01:25.502]The results from the doc came back and they said that I got the imposter syndrome [01:28.489]Remember the days I was freezing cold, I was writing my name on the frosted windows [01:31.803]Start of the year when Fdot died, 26th of Jan, I lost my kinfolk [01:35.073]Cam told me that he died and I replied "Huh", I hoped that he'd say it's a typo [01:38.409]Came from the mud and my whole hood witnessed [01:39.969]Now all of the kids know anything’s possible [01:41.619]Bussing a jug on the enemy territory, thinking back now, that wasn't logical [01:44.916]You ain't gotta check in on my mental health when somebody diss, it's comical [01:48.214]My girl loves to go back and forth, if you wanna do that bae, take up volleyball [01:51.446]I don't have the time for the million-pound meeting in town girl, let alone you [01:54.513]I'm living my movie, I won't make the sequel, I can't decline like Home Alone 2 [01:57.822]Too competitive don’t wanna lose [01:59.410]Day in the life, let's see if you really trap, turn off the auto tune [02:02.738]It wouldn’t have blown though if it weren’t true [02:04.282]The gun that we got came from up north [02:06.058]But if it beat then you’ll go down south [02:07.655]German stick, they call it a sig [02:09.194]Even though it’s no smoking allowed [02:10.858]My shooter with me shopping in Dior [02:12.455]If we die right now, then we’re going in style [02:14.551]Can't be hospital, the life that I live is so hostile [02:18.671]Yo, I been everywhere gang [02:20.207]Up north, down south, jails all throughout the country bro [02:24.666]I know what everybody’s like [02:26.069]But up here, up north, we ain't playing bro [02:29.474]We get your shit snatched, get your face punched off bro [02:32.946]We'll even bun you bro, we ain't playing [02:34.810]And man are going jail behind this shit that's why we keeping the guy's names alive man [02:39.020]Know what I'm saying, support the trenches man, free the guys, all day
