[00:00.00] 作词 : Erick Elliott/Powers Pleasant/Antonio Lewis/Demetri Simms/Jo-Vaughn Virginie/Kirlan Labarrie/Jesse Cordasco/Marlon Brandon Fung
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Erick Elliott/Powers Pleasant/Antonio Lewis/Demetri Simms/Jo-Vaughn Virginie/Kirlan Labarrie/Jesse Cordasco/Marlon Brandon Fung
[00:08.73]Got the beat by Powers, and we just made a banger
[00:12.55]Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
[00:15.58]If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
[00:18.44]Pop out, watch 'em all stare
[00:21.13]You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
[00:24.10]Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
[00:27.50]If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
[00:30.43]Pop out, watch 'em all stare
[00:33.09]You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
[00:36.15]Gang with me in this shit, ain't no fear, woah (No fear)
[00:39.55]Push me to the edge and b***h I won't spare none
[00:42.39]Get shot down (Shot), beat ya block down (Block)
[00:45.32]Said I'm ridin' round the city with my top down
[00:48.25]Gang 'round me like a forcefield
[00:51.26]We be eating good, swear I must be on my fourth meal
[00:53.84]Called it out, yeah, I got some beef up on my fork still
[00:56.77]Ballin' now, lil' b***h, I must be on my fourth mill', yeah
[01:00.61]I'm just livin' life like I'm supposed to, yeah
[01:03.49]First class, sippin' on mimosas, yeah
[01:06.45]Cartier, I get it re-upholstered, yeah
[01:09.36]When you makin' bread, you need a toaster, yeah
[01:12.46]I just ****ed your girl, I should've posted it
[01:15.40]Text me the addy then I floated there
[01:18.62]Tongue out, Jordan on the open lane
[01:21.50]Thug it out, .40 with the scope and beam
[01:24.54]Don't make me have to leave it smokin', yeah
[01:27.52]Dead, soakin' red
[01:30.64]Paranoia, don't get close to me
[01:33.54]I don't even trust the b*****s close to me
[01:36.47]Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
[01:39.45]If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
[01:42.34]Pop out, watch 'em all stare
[01:45.09]You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
[01:48.09]Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
[01:51.48]If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
[01:54.35]Pop out, watch 'em all stare
[01:57.07]You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
[02:00.05]Every time I wake up, gotta put one in the air
[02:03.48]You know that I want it, baby, bring that shit her
[02:06.38]Hop out, you can smell it in the air
[02:09.45]Touch down, every city coast clear
[02:12.46]Flatbush b***h, trap, trap out on Nostrand, yeah
[02:15.47]Relatively, catch me where I'm posted, yeah
[02:18.47]**** from 'round me if you 'bout that ho shit, yeah
[02:21.49]My lil' baby jumpin' like a ocean, yeah
[02:24.38]Cheers to the coast, raise a glass for the toast
[02:26.68]I'ma bust a couple grams, know the gang like to smoke
[02:29.62]We been bustin' rubber bands, lighters up at the shows
[02:32.47]B***h flex up on my mans, get him gone, vámonos
[02:35.63]Keep my dawgs in attack, and my arm on my strap
[02:38.49]B*****s steppin' up to Joey, he don't even gotta scrap
[02:41.53]Pow P, that's my slatt, Kirk & Nycky grip the MAC
[02:44.41]Z-O-M-B, y'all my niggas 'til the death, that's on my back
[02:47.54]Life is like a roadblock, swerve around the potholes
[02:50.82]They gon' try to cop out, **** it, I'm a pyro
[02:53.94]Maniac, burn it down, promise when the smoke clear
[02:57.39]Zombies, UA with me, and the Pros here, yeah
[03:00.53]Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
[03:03.47]If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
[03:06.42]Pop out, watch 'em all stare
[03:09.08]You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
[03:12.11]Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
[03:15.50]If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
[03:18.47]Pop out, watch 'em all stare
[03:21.15]You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
[03:24.52]

作词 : Erick Elliott/Powers Pleasant/Antonio Lewis/Demetri Simms/Jo-Vaughn Virginie/Kirlan Labarrie/Jesse Cordasco/Marlon Brandon Fung
作曲 : Erick Elliott/Powers Pleasant/Antonio Lewis/Demetri Simms/Jo-Vaughn Virginie/Kirlan Labarrie/Jesse Cordasco/Marlon Brandon Fung
Got the beat by Powers, and we just made a banger
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
Gang with me in this shit, ain't no fear, woah (No fear)
Push me to the edge and b***h I won't spare none
Get shot down (Shot), beat ya block down (Block)
Said I'm ridin' round the city with my top down
Gang 'round me like a forcefield
We be eating good, swear I must be on my fourth meal
Called it out, yeah, I got some beef up on my fork still
Ballin' now, lil' b***h, I must be on my fourth mill', yeah
I'm just livin' life like I'm supposed to, yeah
First class, sippin' on mimosas, yeah
Cartier, I get it re-upholstered, yeah
When you makin' bread, you need a toaster, yeah
I just ****ed your girl, I should've posted it
Text me the addy then I floated there
Tongue out, Jordan on the open lane
Thug it out, .40 with the scope and beam
Don't make me have to leave it smokin', yeah
Dead, soakin' red
Paranoia, don't get close to me
I don't even trust the b*****s close to me
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
Every time I wake up, gotta put one in the air
You know that I want it, baby, bring that shit her
Hop out, you can smell it in the air
Touch down, every city coast clear
Flatbush b***h, trap, trap out on Nostrand, yeah
Relatively, catch me where I'm posted, yeah
**** from 'round me if you 'bout that ho shit, yeah
My lil' baby jumpin' like a ocean, yeah
Cheers to the coast, raise a glass for the toast
I'ma bust a couple grams, know the gang like to smoke
We been bustin' rubber bands, lighters up at the shows
B***h flex up on my mans, get him gone, vámonos
Keep my dawgs in attack, and my arm on my strap
B*****s steppin' up to Joey, he don't even gotta scrap
Pow P, that's my slatt, Kirk & Nycky grip the MAC
Z-O-M-B, y'all my niggas 'til the death, that's on my back
Life is like a roadblock, swerve around the potholes
They gon' try to cop out, **** it, I'm a pyro
Maniac, burn it down, promise when the smoke clear
Zombies, UA with me, and the Pros here, yeah
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a pair
Gotta watch my back, make sure the coast clear, yeah
If you thuggin' from the struggle, put a toast in the air
Pop out, watch 'em all stare
You a cop-out, you should grow a pair