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 作词 : Dominique Jones/Hagan Lange/Chidi Osondu
 作曲 : Dominique Jones/Hagan Lange/Chidi Osondu
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Yeah f**k it let me pop my s**t one time
Nobody got hit spin the block again
Yeah yeah
I done been two-sided 'cause I don't got to give
Yeah yeah
Rockin' real diamonds before I got the deal
Through the grace of God we got away
So now we gotta chill
They thought it was rap cap and I told 'em that I got a mil'
You can get whatever if you ask me you ain't gotta steal
My lil' woadie said he fightin' demons feel like he gotta kill
And I just left the hood to catch a vibe
And that s**t give me chills
One hand on my steering wheel other arm to work the blicky
I'ma be forever gang but smart enough to keep my distance
Product of the real trenches that's why I wear a trench coat
D**n near f**ked my life gamblin' bet it all on tenfold
Rap get slow I'm sellin' lows can't get caught with no skinny ho
Can't get caught with no ho at all
B***h don't slam my door that hard
I pull up like Oh my Lawd
She gon' shop she hold my card
Glock four-fifth my bodyguard I sip syrup no noddin' off
If you know you owe me better come and pay me
Better not be a dollar short
I done took the game put it in a lock I ain't even try
Lookin' like a lick tryna play slick n***a you'll die
Comin' from the bricks
I ain't had s**t now the new Coupe 125
Yeah
Nobody got hit spin the block again
Yeah yeah
I done been two-sided 'cause I don't got to give
Ha ha
Rockin' real diamonds before I got the deal
Through the grace of God we got away so now we gotta chill
Yeah
Do it for my family my fans f**k how n***as feel
Told 'em it was my turn I'm guessing that time's here
Skeleton my Cartier makin' sure my time pure
If you were not here
When we was thuggin' you can't come 'round here
Hard work my grind real I'm dedicated to get this paper
He okay he's been a hater
I don't know why he mad at me
I won't let the youngins take him off
And now he mad at me
He better be lucky that I ain't out here just bad rappin'
High speed gettin' in low gear streets taught me have no fear
I invested in the West their n***as know
I've sold my d**e there
Pretty p***y no hair she don't like when I put it in my song
So I can't go there but she know I like to go there
Nobody got hit spin the block again
Yeah yeah
I done been two-sided 'cause I don't got to give
Yeah yeah
Rockin' real diamonds before I got the deal
Through the grace of God we got away
So now we gotta chill
They thought it was rap cap and I told 'em that I got a mil'
You can get whatever if you ask me you ain't gotta steal
My lil' woadie said he fightin' demons feel like he gotta kill
And I just left the hood to catch a vibe
And that s**t give me chills
What's happenin' TT