Ever (Prod. By Shawty Redd) 作词 : Gucci Mane 作曲 : Gucci Mane Yeah, it's 2017 ****** Welcome home 'wop, blurr Shawty Redd, new ********** ******, y'all ******s mother******' at? Pyrex pot East Atlanta, Zone 6 Trap house ****** where y'all think this **********t started from, ****** It's Gucci Ay Guc', welcome home my ******, I salute to you my ****** Ay, hol' up Let me take you back to my Shawty Redd days Just sold ten bales, pulled up to the club blazed In an all-red Charger with some with some on-set trays Hittin' on all-red kush, got on all-red J's Got a trap house in the 6 with a 12-foot fence I'm Guwop the walkin' lick but can't nobody take **********t Had to shut the trap down, the red Dolce's hit Had to crack it back up, the red dogs ain't **********t See your pack just touched, everybody want bricks So you can tell the black cats they can suck my ****** It's just a Sun Valley ******, I'm had tryna get rich I killed your dog yesterday, you can call me Mike Vick Say you never met a killer, then you never met me Hold up, hold up, they done let the 'wop free Hold up, hold up, he say he want a hundred keys Well pull up, pull up, none for you and more for me Gucci how you feel, like the richest ****** ever Twenty-seventeen, still the slickest ****** ever Ain't nobody in my lane, ain't nobody on my level Leave the house without a strap, ****** never ******' ever This a customized belt, so you would never ******' ever Let a ********** stress me, I would never ******' ever Let a ****** press me, I would never ******' ever (It's Gucci!) They say never say never but I never ******' ever (It's Gucci!) Don't go with my main squeeze, she ain't gotta ****** me But ********** ain't never met a ****** that can hustle like me And you'll never meet a ****** with a duffel like me With the money and the mind and the muscle like me I done rob so many ******s I can't even trust me Gotta walk in with the strap, they can never search me Call me Gucci the unmercable, they'll never merc me I just bought a new convertible, they'll never touch me I hate mice, I hate rats, ****** that's my pet peeve I throw stacks, I shoot dice, ****** I'm so side street If you ain't 'bout lettin' that pistol go, don't stand beside me Said Guwop ain't got eight figures, I feel like you're tryin' me 'Wop Gucci how you feel, like the richest ****** ever Twenty-seventeen, still the slickest ****** ever Ain't nobody in my lane, ain't nobody on my level Leave the house without a strap, ****** never ******' ever This a customized belt, so you would never ******' ever Let a ********** stress me, I would never ******' ever Let a ****** press me, I would never ******' ever They say never say never but I never ******' ever (It's Gucci!)