[00:00.00] 作词 : Juan Diego Mendoza Ramírez
[00:00.33] 作曲 : Juan Diego Mendoza Ramírez
[00:00.67]Yeah, turn that shit up!
[00:02.83]What’s up, bro? Two Poins Black on the beat! (hahaha)
[00:09.11]Walkin’ out the house, pockets empty but my mind rich (mind rich)
[00:12.78]Ain’t got no silver spoon, just a hustle and a tight grip (tight grip)
[00:16.14]I ain’t trippin’ ‘bout no losses, I just stack and flip (flip)
[00:19.49]Tryna pull up in a Lambo, let my mama sit (skrrt)
[00:22.90]I ain’t got no father, that man just a shadow (gone)
[00:26.29]Mama raised a savage, heart cold like Chicago (brrr)
[00:29.70]Ice up on my wrist, make ‘em blind when I slide through (ice)
[00:33.22]I don’t need no fake love, keep that bullshit out my view (**** that)
[00:36.56]Wrist froze (frozen), bankrolls (stacked)
[00:39.92]All my opps mad ‘cause I rose from the dirt
[00:43.08]Came from the struggle, now we countin’ these checks
[00:46.42]Money on my mind, I ain’t thinkin’ ‘bout regrets
[00:49.79]What we got? NOTHING! (nah)
[00:53.11]What we takin’? EVERYTHING! (yeah)
[00:56.51]Came up from the trenches, now we flexin’ like we kings
[00:59.87]Crossed through the pain, crossed through the fire
[01:03.26]Now we crossin’ borders, stackin’ empires (uh-huh)

作词 : Juan Diego Mendoza Ramírez
作曲 : Juan Diego Mendoza Ramírez
Yeah, turn that shit up!
What’s up, bro? Two Poins Black on the beat! (hahaha)
Walkin’ out the house, pockets empty but my mind rich (mind rich)
Ain’t got no silver spoon, just a hustle and a tight grip (tight grip)
I ain’t trippin’ ‘bout no losses, I just stack and flip (flip)
Tryna pull up in a Lambo, let my mama sit (skrrt)
I ain’t got no father, that man just a shadow (gone)
Mama raised a savage, heart cold like Chicago (brrr)
Ice up on my wrist, make ‘em blind when I slide through (ice)
I don’t need no fake love, keep that bullshit out my view (**** that)
Wrist froze (frozen), bankrolls (stacked)
All my opps mad ‘cause I rose from the dirt
Came from the struggle, now we countin’ these checks
Money on my mind, I ain’t thinkin’ ‘bout regrets
What we got? NOTHING! (nah)
What we takin’? EVERYTHING! (yeah)
Came up from the trenches, now we flexin’ like we kings
Crossed through the pain, crossed through the fire
Now we crossin’ borders, stackin’ empires (uh-huh)