作曲
Aaron James Ferrucci/Diego Avendano/Ivory Scott/Jamal Rashid/Joel Banks/Joseph Chambers/Martell Smith Williams/Nana Bediako Rogues/Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn/Olajide William Olatunji/Richard Preston Butler Jr./Sam Andrew Gumbley/She'yaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Taylor Banks
Ah, yeah
Lord forgive us
Lord forgive us
Hit me up my brother
Hit me up my friend
I only know his mother
I don't know his murderer
It's going down in my hood
They shoot rounds in the hood
They shoot rounds in the hood (Lovely)
Tears in your eyes, on ya momma' cheek
Bloodstains drown on the concrete
Yeah, we be like fuckin' on that twitter shit
All my niggas militant
Take a hit for benefits
And we're fuckin' all the witnesses
These stripper-bitches ain't gon' say shit
Aye, that's an unsolved free
Have mercy on a G
Whole gang up, all my brothers lit
Racks on racks, take too much to spend
Hoes come thru, and they wanna lift
New chain chillin', and they got a twelve
(Ah-ooh)
Where were you when I was down
Where were you (Where were you)
Guess you with this shit now, number two
In the circus you a clown, look at you (You)
Bringing views
I pick what I want then I clock out
That shit you drop just go flop-flop
When the future is present, we pop off
Then tell me, how can I drop off
That demeanor is Fugazi
When you reach my level, my many medals seem lazy
Crack off the plywood, the industry's on my back
Diamonds on my wrist you know I'm roaming it with the pack
Y'all got runners on the ándale
They go to west, but never pack 'em for the holidays
Been dodging through the system, time can kiss my money gone
Been getting boomers since the nation got they focus on 'em
Their focus number one
Never follow rules
I was skippin' school (21)
You know I ain't friendly, so quit actin' like we're cool (Pussy)
Squintin' on niggas'n thots cause we ain't have nothin' else to do (21)
Ain't trippin' 'bout no bitch, you know how tight I tie my shoe
All my diamonds hit up (21)
Wait yo block on the pick up (21)
On my car, they go fast, I ain't say shit, but I like her ass
I don't love her, but I love my cash, covid-19, I'm wearing my mask
You know I'm out here bangin', so 'sert me like you love me, fam
Last 'Art' play with us, we turned his ass into wax
I'm a big dawg and I love to step on puppies (21)
Two-toned Maybach, ceramic window tint (21)
Whole gang up, all my brothers lit
Racks on racks, take too much to spend
Hoes come thru, and they wanna lift
New chain chillin', and they got a twelve
(Ah-ooh)
Where were you when I was down
Where were you (Where were you)
Guess you with this shit now, number two
In the circus you a clown, look at you (You)
Bringing views
