[00:00.00] 作词 : !llmind/Guapdad 4000
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Akeem Hayes/Ramon Ibanga, Jr
[00:22.86]Walking from my uncles real slow
[00:25.92]I was ****ed up off an edible
[00:28.53]Playing Tekken with depression's terrible
[00:31.38]But I looked up at and was like d**n there she go
[00:34.59]I used to **** your homie now I can't
[00:37.83]You gave me that p sexy from the gate
[00:40.14]They always say you shouldn't **** on first dates
[00:43.08]But I could hate you afterwards so why wait
[00:46.50]I seen my first love on this porch
[00:49.08]I seen a weapon draw blood from this porch
[00:52.11]H**s gave me money from a trick on this porch
[00:55.14]Shooting dice lost a brick on this porch
[00:58.23]I was drawing cartoons on this porch
[01:01.14]Stealing buckets but it zoom like a sport
[01:03.81]I seen my momma go to jail from this porch
[01:06.75]Sometime the hood feel like h**l on that porch (oh no)
[01:10.05]I seen niggas I grew up with on the pavemen
[01:12.48]I seen hoes I never ****ed with yelling save m
[01:16.05]bitches lying to my brothers 'bout some babies
[01:18.66]I seen my brothers lie to me and they betrayed me
[01:21.45]Stoop kid won't leave his stoop
[01:24.36]I couldn't believe it too
[01:26.67]I just know that I could never see this through
[01:28.92]In the house, I
[01:31.89]Gotta go outside
[01:33.93]I seen graffiti spray on this porch
[01:37.47]223's make 'em lay on this porch
[01:39.39]My daddy asked if I was gay on this porch
[01:42.45]Cause I was ****ing hoes when he had cour
[01:45.90]Then that nigga went to jail he left the porc
[01:48.48]Sending drawings from his cell to the porch
[01:51.30]It seemed like he was nailed to floor
[01:54.30]I seen my auntie high as h**l at the door
[01:57.18]Asking for money she was high she want some more
[02:00.36]Her son is like my lil brother, we not poor
[02:03.39]So when Sanny came around he secure
[02:06.18]I had my lil brother back on this porch
[02:09.00]You can't talk to chance you ain't coming through this door
[02:12.00]Shout out my TT's April Diane they support
[03:27.03]Shout out ****ing Jigga Juice, I love you more
[04:34.32]RIP GREG, yo porch was my porch
[04:58.77]Para mi amor
[05:56.79]Para mi amor
[06:12.39]Stoop kid won't leave his stoop
[06:27.96]I couldn't believe it too
[06:32.40]I just know that I could never see this through
[06:55.95]In the house, I
[06:56.91]Gotta go outside
[06:59.13](Outro skit)

作词 : !llmind/Guapdad 4000
作曲 : Akeem Hayes/Ramon Ibanga, Jr
Walking from my uncles real slow
I was ****ed up off an edible
Playing Tekken with depression's terrible
But I looked up at and was like d**n there she go
I used to **** your homie now I can't
You gave me that p sexy from the gate
They always say you shouldn't **** on first dates
But I could hate you afterwards so why wait
I seen my first love on this porch
I seen a weapon draw blood from this porch
H**s gave me money from a trick on this porch
Shooting dice lost a brick on this porch
I was drawing cartoons on this porch
Stealing buckets but it zoom like a sport
I seen my momma go to jail from this porch
Sometime the hood feel like h**l on that porch (oh no)
I seen niggas I grew up with on the pavemen
I seen hoes I never ****ed with yelling save m
bitches lying to my brothers 'bout some babies
I seen my brothers lie to me and they betrayed me
Stoop kid won't leave his stoop
I couldn't believe it too
I just know that I could never see this through
In the house, I
Gotta go outside
I seen graffiti spray on this porch
223's make 'em lay on this porch
My daddy asked if I was gay on this porch
Cause I was ****ing hoes when he had cour
Then that nigga went to jail he left the porc
Sending drawings from his cell to the porch
It seemed like he was nailed to floor
I seen my auntie high as h**l at the door
Asking for money she was high she want some more
Her son is like my lil brother, we not poor
So when Sanny came around he secure
I had my lil brother back on this porch
You can't talk to chance you ain't coming through this door
Shout out my TT's April Diane they support
Shout out ****ing Jigga Juice, I love you more
RIP GREG, yo porch was my porch
Para mi amor
Para mi amor
Stoop kid won't leave his stoop
I couldn't believe it too
I just know that I could never see this through
In the house, I
Gotta go outside
(Outro skit)