[00:00.000] 作词 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Leland Tyler Wayne
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Leland Tyler Wayne
[00:13.627] Metro
[00:16.901]
[00:28.509] I been betrayed before, I done been played before
[00:31.684] Givin' 'em all the smoke, givin' 'em all
[00:35.078] I done been left in the rain, I ain't have nowhere to go
[00:38.500] I feel less of a man, I can't depend on a hoe
[00:41.842] They put my brother inside the ground, I found me a sound
[00:45.205] Don't care if it's war, we f**kin' on b*****s, I'm holdin' 'em down
[00:48.658] If she a hustler fine and honest, I'm bringin' her 'round
[00:51.710] I told her I don't care what she do in the street
[00:53.208] Just don't make me look like a clown
[00:54.830]
[00:55.020] Big dawg status, my play money, whole M stacks in the PayPal
[00:58.242] Caught a opp' hangin' at a barbecue and f**ked around and shot the whole playground
[01:01.840] East side nigga 'bout gunplay, say the wrong thing, we'll chase y'all
[01:05.207] Hit 'em broad-day with a AR, 12 still tryna get the case off
[01:08.623] One twenty-five with the backend, still on tour with a MAC-10
[01:11.970] Count a couple Ms, I'm clappin', make sure the fans get a fraction
[01:15.344] Don't think I'm just rappin' and all these lyrics cappin'
[01:18.762] Talkin' out his neck, we right hook, left hook, stomped and slapped him
[01:22.236] VVs in my ear, I look like a star
[01:25.659] Plain Jane Richard, I coulda bought a car
[01:29.003] If she ain't givin' top, we gon' let her starve
[01:32.413] Your shooter wrote a statement, so now we call him Searge'
[01:35.871] Hit him with the AK, make him burn carbs
[01:39.241] I brought my Thunder to Los Angeles, Paul George
[01:42.555] Make a brick, do the woah with a Ford
[01:45.957] Got a thot pregnant, woah, hit abort
[01:49.256] Niggas know I'm geeked, high on the moon
[01:52.814] 21, made man by the pole
[01:56.223] P***y boy, you're lukewarm, not cool
[01:59.640] Glock, Ruger, KelTec, rob who?
[02:03.032] Your baby momma went to Cali'
[02:04.424] She touchin' the city, we gettin' 'em gone
[02:06.251] We really tryna catch a body
[02:07.718] You just tryna catch a body in a song
[02:09.735] I let down my guard, I showed her my heart
[02:11.543] She couldn't believe it was chrome
[02:13.055] Them pants thirty-five hunnid
[02:14.447] Mediocre rappers can't put 'em on
[02:16.488]
[02:17.082] I been betrayed before, I done been played before
[02:20.554] Givin' 'em all the smoke, givin' 'em all
[02:24.086] I done been left in the rain, I ain't have nowhere to go
[02:27.386] I feel less of a man, I can't depend on a hoe
[02:30.820] They put my brother inside the ground, I found me a sound
[02:33.782] Don't care if it's war, we f**kin' on b*****s, I'm holdin' 'em down
[02:37.490] If she a hustler fine and honest, I'm bringin' her 'round
[02:40.560] I told her I don't care what she do in the street
[02:42.349] Just don't make me look like a clown

作词 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Leland Tyler Wayne
作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Leland Tyler Wayne
Metro
I been betrayed before, I done been played before
Givin' 'em all the smoke, givin' 'em all
I done been left in the rain, I ain't have nowhere to go
I feel less of a man, I can't depend on a hoe
They put my brother inside the ground, I found me a sound
Don't care if it's war, we f**kin' on b*****s, I'm holdin' 'em down
If she a hustler fine and honest, I'm bringin' her 'round
I told her I don't care what she do in the street
Just don't make me look like a clown
Big dawg status, my play money, whole M stacks in the PayPal
Caught a opp' hangin' at a barbecue and f**ked around and shot the whole playground
East side nigga 'bout gunplay, say the wrong thing, we'll chase y'all
Hit 'em broad-day with a AR, 12 still tryna get the case off
One twenty-five with the backend, still on tour with a MAC-10
Count a couple Ms, I'm clappin', make sure the fans get a fraction
Don't think I'm just rappin' and all these lyrics cappin'
Talkin' out his neck, we right hook, left hook, stomped and slapped him
VVs in my ear, I look like a star
Plain Jane Richard, I coulda bought a car
If she ain't givin' top, we gon' let her starve
Your shooter wrote a statement, so now we call him Searge'
Hit him with the AK, make him burn carbs
I brought my Thunder to Los Angeles, Paul George
Make a brick, do the woah with a Ford
Got a thot pregnant, woah, hit abort
Niggas know I'm geeked, high on the moon
21, made man by the pole
P***y boy, you're lukewarm, not cool
Glock, Ruger, KelTec, rob who?
Your baby momma went to Cali'
She touchin' the city, we gettin' 'em gone
We really tryna catch a body
You just tryna catch a body in a song
I let down my guard, I showed her my heart
She couldn't believe it was chrome
Them pants thirty-five hunnid
Mediocre rappers can't put 'em on
I been betrayed before, I done been played before
Givin' 'em all the smoke, givin' 'em all
I done been left in the rain, I ain't have nowhere to go
I feel less of a man, I can't depend on a hoe
They put my brother inside the ground, I found me a sound
Don't care if it's war, we f**kin' on b*****s, I'm holdin' 'em down
If she a hustler fine and honest, I'm bringin' her 'round
I told her I don't care what she do in the street
Just don't make me look like a clown