[00:00.00] 作词 : Meek Mill/Sean "Puffy" Combs/OZ
[00:00.37] 作曲 : Meek Mill/Sean "Puffy" Combs/OZ
[00:00.75]Yeah, la-da-da, la-da-da-da, yeah
[00:09.57]-
[00:10.26]I never had a role model
[00:12.01]I was loading gold hollows in my little Glock-40
[00:14.97]A little shorty, heart colder than December in the morning
[00:19.09]And I think it was December when they swarmed me
[00:22.09]Niggas is jealous, **** can they tell u
[00:24.41]With them dreams they try to sell us? Probably why I'm rebellious
[00:27.42]To a fraud bitch, I lost niggas when I got pape
[00:30.18]It's like more money I made, they got faker
[00:33.12]And it's crazy when your best friend turn into your top hater
[00:36.00]Wanna roll out on you and smoke you like top paper
[00:38.51]Damn, what a feeling when you and your homie chilling
[00:41.46]And you know he got thoughts of probably robbing and killing you
[00:44.58]Momma said don't ever, ever let them belittle you
[00:47.46]And stay away from them haters cause they'll riddle you
[00:50.28]Last year was like a bad year
[00:53.28]Even though I touched more paper than a cashier
[00:55.84]Small circle, I ain't never really 'round squares
[00:58.67]They say there's levels to this shit, you niggas downstair
[01:01.60]Different floors for different bosses
[01:04.55]Different tours on different jets, my niggas sa
[01:07.20]Different city with different bitches and different whore
[01:10.14]Sometimes I look in the mirror, Meek Milly, this your car?
[01:13.02]Look at your arm, check out your neck, look at your charm
[01:15.84]And to think my niggas started off with cooking ra
[01:18.76]When it was hard the coach told me to get the ball
[01:21.85]I step back for the three, watch it go swish and fall
[01:24.47]And that was and-one, they thinking how we get this far?
[01:27.36]We was just down by three and they thought we took a loss
[01:30.04]They couldn't D me like Earl Boykins, I'm sticking soft
[01:32.85]Tried to pick me off like Champ Bailey but I'm Randy Moss
[01:35.54]And I ran it all for the touchdown, what now?
[01:38.13]Gold AP all bust down, **** clown
[01:41.20]-
[01:41.45]My heart getting cold, and the streets getting colder
[01:47.08]They said I wouldn't make it no way
[01:50.52]I think my heart getting colder, my heart getting cold
[01:56.64]Told them I would make it one day, only Lord knows
[02:02.86]-
[02:03.23]Dedicated, determinated and disciplined
[02:05.98]When Diddy, Hova, and Baby talking, I'm listening
[02:09.10]When I be in the jungle, the Devil be whispering
[02:12.10]Slugs flying by me I hear them, they whistling
[02:14.79]That was a close call
[02:16.10]Stand up bitch so I won't fal
[02:18.49]My teacher told me I would never go far
[02:21.61]Seen him last week, he was my chauffeur, I was like "told y'all"
[02:25.94]Mommy was a booster, daddy was a shooter
[02:28.99]So they couldn't blame me when I went and copped a Ruger
[02:31.81]Looking at my homies, see the ghost of Freddy Krueger
[02:34.69]Cause if he catch you sleeping he's gon' knock out your medulla
[02:37.57]Oblongata, I'm a father and my son don't see a lot of
[02:40.23]If I don't get he gon' probably end up with a chopper
[02:43.07]In a field out in Philly do you feel me?
[02:45.34]Told my momma I won't let these haters kill me
[02:48.33]Getting high even though it might derail me
[02:51.03]And I won't ever let these bitches see the real me, do you feel me
[02:54.90]Times change like the Rollie did
[02:57.84]Now I'm killing these mother****ers the way that Kobe did
[03:00.50]-
[03:00.68]Ayo, it gets ****ed up when your own family start calling you up
[03:07.99]****, money's the root of all evil
[03:15.51]Family start telling you "you acting different *****"
[03:19.63]You're goddamn right I'm acting different
[03:22.70]With all this mother****ing money
[03:25.31]But then when it comes from your brother, your sister
[03:28.59]Your mother, your father, that shit hurts you to the core man
[03:32.24]When they start acting like something that you ain't never ****ing seen
[03:37.34]You done grew up ************
[03:39.90]They gave birth to you, know what I'm saying?
[03:43.08]You got raised, you done played in the park with them
[03:45.96]This money thing, this shit will **** you up man
[03:49.03]You got to watch what you ask for
[03:51.40]You sure you want this son? You sure you want this money?
[03:54.78]You sure you want this fame? You sure you want this power?
[03:58.54]**** have your own mama talking to you like you ain't shit
[04:03.18]Yeah everybody want it, everybody need it, money ************s
[04:08.20]Get money don't stop but I ain't mad at them
[04:11.50]****, but **** even bosses got feelings you know?
[04:18.63]Dear mama, dear papa, family, we're all we got
[04:28.09]Don't let this money bring us down
[04:29.85]****, everybody eats B, everybody eats, everybody eats
[04:37.90]Let's go, hahahah
[04:41.11]-
[04:41.31]Uh, yeah
[04:42.00]And we started off as kids, stomach's touching our ribs
[04:44.50]And them streets all night like we ain't have nowhere to live
[04:47.32]I remember Sundays we ain't have nothing but Liv
[04:50.03]Thirty thousand was the tab and you ain't have nothing to give
[04:52.91]I ain't trip, I ain't trip, I pour bottles, I ain't sip
[04:55.47]I let ****** shine bright, you still act like I ain't shit?
[04:58.49]Let you have them little hoes, they was all on my shit
[05:01.56]And your main wanted to **** me *****, I ain't hit
[05:04.31]Twenty chains, eight watches, can't fit on my wrist
[05:07.02]When I speak about them things I never said it's my shit
[05:10.04]I said it's ours ***** and when you're ready we're gonna ball *****
[05:13.31]Like Kobe Bryant, Metta Peace and Gasol, *****
[05:16.03]But I know just what I saw *****
[05:18.54]It was envious, you looked sideways and I remembered it
[05:21.72]The reason that my heart's cold now on some December shit
[05:24.22]You used to give thanks for giving on some November shit
[05:27.03]Talking about the twenty-fifth, matter of fact the twenty-sixth
[05:29.91]Maybe it's the twenty-eighth, **** it though my money's straight
[05:33.03]As long as Papi smiling
[05:36.03]I'mma be on airplane mode flier than a pilot
[05:38.29]I've seen it, I've seen it
[05:40.34]Jealousy in your eyes, I swear that look was deceiving
[05:42.91]And I was surprised man I ain't want to believe it
[05:45.91]You said you would ride but ****, I know you ain't mean it
[05:49.09]But yeah ***** I've seen it
[05:50.98]-
[05:51.80]My heart getting cold, and the streets getting colder
[05:55.83]They said I would't make it no way
[05:58.71]I think my heart getting colder, my heart getting cold
[06:05.37]Told them I would make it one day, only Lord knows

作词 : Meek Mill/Sean "Puffy" Combs/OZ
作曲 : Meek Mill/Sean "Puffy" Combs/OZ
Yeah, la-da-da, la-da-da-da, yeah
-
I never had a role model
I was loading gold hollows in my little Glock-40
A little shorty, heart colder than December in the morning
And I think it was December when they swarmed me
Niggas is jealous, **** can they tell u
With them dreams they try to sell us? Probably why I'm rebellious
To a fraud bitch, I lost niggas when I got pape
It's like more money I made, they got faker
And it's crazy when your best friend turn into your top hater
Wanna roll out on you and smoke you like top paper
Damn, what a feeling when you and your homie chilling
And you know he got thoughts of probably robbing and killing you
Momma said don't ever, ever let them belittle you
And stay away from them haters cause they'll riddle you
Last year was like a bad year
Even though I touched more paper than a cashier
Small circle, I ain't never really 'round squares
They say there's levels to this shit, you niggas downstair
Different floors for different bosses
Different tours on different jets, my niggas sa
Different city with different bitches and different whore
Sometimes I look in the mirror, Meek Milly, this your car?
Look at your arm, check out your neck, look at your charm
And to think my niggas started off with cooking ra
When it was hard the coach told me to get the ball
I step back for the three, watch it go swish and fall
And that was and-one, they thinking how we get this far?
We was just down by three and they thought we took a loss
They couldn't D me like Earl Boykins, I'm sticking soft
Tried to pick me off like Champ Bailey but I'm Randy Moss
And I ran it all for the touchdown, what now?
Gold AP all bust down, **** clown
-
My heart getting cold, and the streets getting colder
They said I wouldn't make it no way
I think my heart getting colder, my heart getting cold
Told them I would make it one day, only Lord knows
-
Dedicated, determinated and disciplined
When Diddy, Hova, and Baby talking, I'm listening
When I be in the jungle, the Devil be whispering
Slugs flying by me I hear them, they whistling
That was a close call
Stand up bitch so I won't fal
My teacher told me I would never go far
Seen him last week, he was my chauffeur, I was like "told y'all"
Mommy was a booster, daddy was a shooter
So they couldn't blame me when I went and copped a Ruger
Looking at my homies, see the ghost of Freddy Krueger
Cause if he catch you sleeping he's gon' knock out your medulla
Oblongata, I'm a father and my son don't see a lot of
If I don't get he gon' probably end up with a chopper
In a field out in Philly do you feel me?
Told my momma I won't let these haters kill me
Getting high even though it might derail me
And I won't ever let these bitches see the real me, do you feel me
Times change like the Rollie did
Now I'm killing these mother****ers the way that Kobe did
-
Ayo, it gets ****ed up when your own family start calling you up
****, money's the root of all evil
Family start telling you "you acting different *****"
You're goddamn right I'm acting different
With all this mother****ing money
But then when it comes from your brother, your sister
Your mother, your father, that shit hurts you to the core man
When they start acting like something that you ain't never ****ing seen
You done grew up ************
They gave birth to you, know what I'm saying?
You got raised, you done played in the park with them
This money thing, this shit will **** you up man
You got to watch what you ask for
You sure you want this son? You sure you want this money?
You sure you want this fame? You sure you want this power?
**** have your own mama talking to you like you ain't shit
Yeah everybody want it, everybody need it, money ************s
Get money don't stop but I ain't mad at them
****, but **** even bosses got feelings you know?
Dear mama, dear papa, family, we're all we got
Don't let this money bring us down
****, everybody eats B, everybody eats, everybody eats
Let's go, hahahah
-
Uh, yeah
And we started off as kids, stomach's touching our ribs
And them streets all night like we ain't have nowhere to live
I remember Sundays we ain't have nothing but Liv
Thirty thousand was the tab and you ain't have nothing to give
I ain't trip, I ain't trip, I pour bottles, I ain't sip
I let ****** shine bright, you still act like I ain't shit?
Let you have them little hoes, they was all on my shit
And your main wanted to **** me *****, I ain't hit
Twenty chains, eight watches, can't fit on my wrist
When I speak about them things I never said it's my shit
I said it's ours ***** and when you're ready we're gonna ball *****
Like Kobe Bryant, Metta Peace and Gasol, *****
But I know just what I saw *****
It was envious, you looked sideways and I remembered it
The reason that my heart's cold now on some December shit
You used to give thanks for giving on some November shit
Talking about the twenty-fifth, matter of fact the twenty-sixth
Maybe it's the twenty-eighth, **** it though my money's straight
As long as Papi smiling
I'mma be on airplane mode flier than a pilot
I've seen it, I've seen it
Jealousy in your eyes, I swear that look was deceiving
And I was surprised man I ain't want to believe it
You said you would ride but ****, I know you ain't mean it
But yeah ***** I've seen it
-
My heart getting cold, and the streets getting colder
They said I would't make it no way
I think my heart getting colder, my heart getting cold
Told them I would make it one day, only Lord knows