[00:00.000] 作曲 : Davon D. Meeks/Jahmere Tylon/Jacob Sclaver
[00:02.231](Yo, Ayo) Uh
[00:03.270]Forever toss for the gang only
[00:05.040]Long live Mook, nigga, long live Mike, nigga
[00:07.863]Diss on 'em, you gon' lose your life, nigga
[00:09.327]Turnt up, not burnt up, nigga diss the gang, gon' get sent up
[00:11.889]Uh, I'm back in them cars again, if I spot an opp, I promise, it's gon' be a killin'
[00:15.696]They took Black when I was like eight years old, since then, I ain't had no feelings
[00:18.953]We don't give out passes, so you better move smart 'cause whoever you with, we gon' kill 'em
[00:21.964]This shit so lame, y'all left before I got paid, but y'all names on the back of my pendant
[00:24.983]This money can't change me, I'm rich as a bitch and I still be out here spinnin'
[00:28.256]Why niggas be hatin'? I sat and I patiently waited, don't nobody want me winnin'
[00:31.513]I threw some racks in a bag, booked me a flight right to Cali and hopped in a Bentley
[00:34.523]Couldn't even enjoy my birthday, Mike had died off the pills, he had my shitty
[00:37.535]I ride with a Drac' and a Glock and I always post my block when I'm up in the city
[00:40.813]I was just fresh off a hit when I linked up with Famous and took me a pic with the fifty
[00:43.819]I really don't **** with y'all, so whenever I die, don't nobody say they miss me
[00:47.100]Whatever he want, he can get it, if he really need it, I'll give my big brother my kidney
[00:50.361]When Mook Money died, I got so high that I felt like Bobby and Whitney
[00:53.705]Shit got me mad, Anton wouldn't even be dead if he weren't so friendly
[00:56.716]I'm ready to crash, I'm out on my block right now, tell them niggas come end me
[01:00.001]Depression had hit, I was beggin' for help, it was like nobody wasn't hearin' me
[01:03.019]I spot me an opp, I'm ready to bounce, I'm thirsty, I'm up in a frenzy
[01:06.034]'Member late nights stealin', we ain't had no money, we was scrapin' up dollars for Wendy's
[01:09.352]They thought it was funny when my brothers died, so kill 'em and don't show pity
[01:12.365]I did too much for you niggas, realizin' I shouldn't have gave you niggas a penny
[01:15.652]He talkin' 'bout a chance and he keep ****in' up, I done gave this nigga too many
[01:18.663]On a high-speed chase, thought Bubba was gon' get away, but he smacked up the Hemi
[01:21.932]Have Lil Three to drive, pull me up on the corner, bounce out with the semi
[01:24.945]Go fill up them Glocks and let's spin us a block and don't back 'til them bitches empty
[01:28.207]He popped two Percs, my lil' brother hurt, Backend just went up a 60
[01:31.217]What's gon' happen if you touch Vono chain? You don't wanna test that theory
[01:34.479]Talk about 50K, I make that in a day, I done spent that shit on Amiris
[01:37.491]I was spinnin' for weeks, fell asleep in the Jeep, Mook died, shit had me weary
[01:40.511]I'm big opp, no nigga put fear in me
[01:42.009]Kept sippin' drank, thought the shit was gon' heal me
[01:43.526]Say you my brother, but you put a gun to my back actin' like you was gon' kill me
[01:46.804]Forever gon' toss for the gang, Mook Money and Mike, I promise them niggas feel me
[01:50.074]Forever gon' toss for the gang, Mook Money and Mike, I promise them niggas feel me
[01:53.087]Big brother got caught, he was walkin' without it
[01:54.232]Pull up broad day and start talkin' about it
[01:56.038]Where you at? Let's link, we ain't talkin' about it
[01:57.543]That lil' nigga lyin', he ain't killed nobody
[01:59.049]They want me to rap, but I'm fiendin' for bodies
[02:00.554]Got thirty-three shots for when I catch Scotty
[02:02.339]Runnin' 'round through the O, four deep in a hottie
[02:03.844]When I get mad, nobody can stop me
[02:05.350]I'm just tryna enjoy my life, everybody need somethin', I'm tired of this shit
[02:08.610]"Von, grab me this, Von, buy me this," no bap, I'm tired of bein' rich
[02:11.629]DND my phone, she won't leave me alone, no bap, I'm tired of this bitch
[02:14.922]For all that dissin', caught him in traffic and left shot fired in his whip
[02:18.969]Why? Why you say that?
[02:20.040]He knew what was goin' on
[02:21.796]He was gettin' us out all them situations, big bruh like that at all
[02:24.843]Yeah, you with the safest niggas out West, ain't shit gon' happen
[02:28.357]We just walk through this ho, on my dead homie
[02:28.950]I ain't gon' lie, foe, told y'all, BaBa thought he was in our hood, gang, we ain't
[02:32.221]None of our homies died for off what Mook Money did shit for, though
[02:34.481]And it's, and it's crazy, gang
[02:35.240]A lot died off of fluky shit

作曲 : Davon D. Meeks/Jahmere Tylon/Jacob Sclaver
(Yo, Ayo) Uh
Forever toss for the gang only
Long live Mook, nigga, long live Mike, nigga
Diss on 'em, you gon' lose your life, nigga
Turnt up, not burnt up, nigga diss the gang, gon' get sent up
Uh, I'm back in them cars again, if I spot an opp, I promise, it's gon' be a killin'
They took Black when I was like eight years old, since then, I ain't had no feelings
We don't give out passes, so you better move smart 'cause whoever you with, we gon' kill 'em
This shit so lame, y'all left before I got paid, but y'all names on the back of my pendant
This money can't change me, I'm rich as a bitch and I still be out here spinnin'
Why niggas be hatin'? I sat and I patiently waited, don't nobody want me winnin'
I threw some racks in a bag, booked me a flight right to Cali and hopped in a Bentley
Couldn't even enjoy my birthday, Mike had died off the pills, he had my shitty
I ride with a Drac' and a Glock and I always post my block when I'm up in the city
I was just fresh off a hit when I linked up with Famous and took me a pic with the fifty
I really don't **** with y'all, so whenever I die, don't nobody say they miss me
Whatever he want, he can get it, if he really need it, I'll give my big brother my kidney
When Mook Money died, I got so high that I felt like Bobby and Whitney
Shit got me mad, Anton wouldn't even be dead if he weren't so friendly
I'm ready to crash, I'm out on my block right now, tell them niggas come end me
Depression had hit, I was beggin' for help, it was like nobody wasn't hearin' me
I spot me an opp, I'm ready to bounce, I'm thirsty, I'm up in a frenzy
'Member late nights stealin', we ain't had no money, we was scrapin' up dollars for Wendy's
They thought it was funny when my brothers died, so kill 'em and don't show pity
I did too much for you niggas, realizin' I shouldn't have gave you niggas a penny
He talkin' 'bout a chance and he keep ****in' up, I done gave this nigga too many
On a high-speed chase, thought Bubba was gon' get away, but he smacked up the Hemi
Have Lil Three to drive, pull me up on the corner, bounce out with the semi
Go fill up them Glocks and let's spin us a block and don't back 'til them bitches empty
He popped two Percs, my lil' brother hurt, Backend just went up a 60
What's gon' happen if you touch Vono chain? You don't wanna test that theory
Talk about 50K, I make that in a day, I done spent that shit on Amiris
I was spinnin' for weeks, fell asleep in the Jeep, Mook died, shit had me weary
I'm big opp, no nigga put fear in me
Kept sippin' drank, thought the shit was gon' heal me
Say you my brother, but you put a gun to my back actin' like you was gon' kill me
Forever gon' toss for the gang, Mook Money and Mike, I promise them niggas feel me
Forever gon' toss for the gang, Mook Money and Mike, I promise them niggas feel me
Big brother got caught, he was walkin' without it
Pull up broad day and start talkin' about it
Where you at? Let's link, we ain't talkin' about it
That lil' nigga lyin', he ain't killed nobody
They want me to rap, but I'm fiendin' for bodies
Got thirty-three shots for when I catch Scotty
Runnin' 'round through the O, four deep in a hottie
When I get mad, nobody can stop me
I'm just tryna enjoy my life, everybody need somethin', I'm tired of this shit
"Von, grab me this, Von, buy me this," no bap, I'm tired of bein' rich
DND my phone, she won't leave me alone, no bap, I'm tired of this bitch
For all that dissin', caught him in traffic and left shot fired in his whip
Why? Why you say that?
He knew what was goin' on
He was gettin' us out all them situations, big bruh like that at all
Yeah, you with the safest niggas out West, ain't shit gon' happen
We just walk through this ho, on my dead homie
I ain't gon' lie, foe, told y'all, BaBa thought he was in our hood, gang, we ain't
None of our homies died for off what Mook Money did shit for, though
And it's, and it's crazy, gang
A lot died off of fluky shit