[00:00.000] 作词 : Anthony Tucker/Ke'noe/Mack Maine/Meek Mill
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Anthony Tucker/Ke'noe/Mack Maine/Meek Mill
[00:12.401]I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
[00:15.560]So I had to grind like that to shine like this
[00:18.472]In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit
[00:21.632]In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
[00:24.712]See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true
[00:27.640]It was time to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
[00:30.768]If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view
[00:33.912]Got a shorty, she tryna bless me like I said, "Achoo"
[00:36.616]Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
[00:39.680]I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between
[00:43.280]Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
[00:46.232]They love me when I was stuck and they hated when I departed
[00:48.847]I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an artist
[00:51.736]No crawlin', went straight to walkin' with foreigns in my garage
[00:54.832]Got foreign b*****s menagin', ****in', suckin', and swallowin'
[00:58.239]Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
[01:02.327]I did it without an album
[01:05.680]I did shit with Mariah
[01:08.328]Lil' nigga I'm on fire
[01:10.263]Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm Flyer
[01:13.271]When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
[01:16.295]Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
[01:19.247]Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
[01:22.335]Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot
[01:25.439]You ain't talkin' bout my n****s then what you talkin' bout?
[01:28.302]Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don't talk a lot
[01:31.286]I don't say a word, I don't say a word
[01:34.174]Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve **** nigga
[01:37.079]Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
[01:39.926]When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
[01:42.799]Flexin' on these n****s, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
[01:45.638]Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
[01:48.814]I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke
[01:51.990]That Lambo, my new b***h, she don't ride like my ghost
[01:54.950]I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my toast
[01:57.814]Cause these n****s want me dead and I gotta make it back home
[02:01.054]Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need some milk
[02:03.838]These n****s tryna take my life, they **** around get killed
[02:06.630]You **** around, you **** around, you **** around, get smoked
[02:09.894]Cause these Philly n****s I brought with me don't **** around, no joke
[02:13.053]All I know is murder, when it comes to me
[02:16.062]I got young n****s that's rollin' I got n****s throwin' b's
[02:19.037]I done did the DOAs, I done did the KODs
[02:21.766]Every time I'm in that b***h I get to throwin' 30 G's
[02:25.013]Now I'm hangin' out that drop head, I'm ridin' down on Collins
[02:28.117]They let my nigga Ern back home, that young nigga be wildin'
[02:31.126]We young n****s and we mobbin', like Batman and we're robbin' (Robin)
[02:34.029]This two-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
[02:37.133]I'm like real nigga what up, real nigga what up
[02:40.125]If you ain't about that murder game then p***y n***a shut up
[02:43.125]If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your p***y ass stuck up
[02:45.957]When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
[02:49.013]Catch me down in MIA, at that heat game on wood
[02:51.941]With that Puma life on my feet, like that little engine I could
[02:55.045]Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve o'clock
[02:58.301]And they be throwin' deuces on the same nigga they watch
[03:01.324]And I'm the king of my city cause I'm still callin' them shots
[03:04.548]And these lames talkin' that bullshit the same n****s that flock
[03:07.228]I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids that lock
[03:10.020]The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my spot
[03:13.189]And these n****s hatin' on me, hoes waitin' on me
[03:16.196]Still on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
[03:18.940]They gon' remember me, I say remember me
[03:22.083]So much money have ya friends turn into enemies
[03:25.044]And with these beef I turn my enemies to memories
[03:28.484]With them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
[03:31.363]Broke n***a turned rich, love the game like Mitch
[03:34.236]And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my d**k?
[03:37.180]It was somethin' 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
[03:40.364]Had me feelin' like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
[03:43.467]I'm gone

作词 : Anthony Tucker/Ke'noe/Mack Maine/Meek Mill
作曲 : Anthony Tucker/Ke'noe/Mack Maine/Meek Mill
I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true
It was time to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and they hated when I departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an artist
No crawlin', went straight to walkin' with foreigns in my garage
Got foreign b*****s menagin', ****in', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an album
I did shit with Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm Flyer
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my n****s then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve **** nigga
Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these n****s, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke
That Lambo, my new b***h, she don't ride like my ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my toast
Cause these n****s want me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need some milk
These n****s tryna take my life, they **** around get killed
You **** around, you **** around, you **** around, get smoked
Cause these Philly n****s I brought with me don't **** around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it comes to me
I got young n****s that's rollin' I got n****s throwin' b's
I done did the DOAs, I done did the KODs
Every time I'm in that b***h I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hangin' out that drop head, I'm ridin' down on Collins
They let my nigga Ern back home, that young nigga be wildin'
We young n****s and we mobbin', like Batman and we're robbin' (Robin)
This two-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm like real nigga what up, real nigga what up
If you ain't about that murder game then p***y n***a shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your p***y ass stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve o'clock
And they be throwin' deuces on the same nigga they watch
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm still callin' them shots
And these lames talkin' that bullshit the same n****s that flock
I'm the same nigga from Berks Street with them nappy braids that lock
The same nigga that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these n****s hatin' on me, hoes waitin' on me
Still on that hood shit, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say remember me
So much money have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I turn my enemies to memories
With them bricks they go from 40 ain't no 10 a key, hold up
Broke n***a turned rich, love the game like Mitch
And if I leave you think them pretty hoes gon' still suck my d**k?
It was somethin' 'bout that Rollie when it first touched my wrist
Had me feelin' like that dope boy when he first touched that brick
I'm gone