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 作词 : Destin Route
 作曲 : Destin Route
 FlyGod does like ugly, nigga (FlyGod, ah, grrt)
 My bitch ugly, nigga, my bitch ugly, nigga (Grrt)
 My shoes cost me eight thousand and they ugly, nigga (They ugly, nigga)
 See, we ain’t the ****in’ same (We ain’t the ****in’ same)
 Uh-uh, bum-ass niggas
 I wish I ****in’ would wanna be another nigga but me (Grrt)
 You niggas don’t even ****in’ take care of your kids, nigga (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
 Ah, fashion week comin’ up (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
 Ah, I’ma **** at least three models

 Uh, look
 Live from the depths of Hell
 With angel wings that have yet to flail
 And fans argue 'bout record sales like they record exec’s themselves
 It’s like we all under a spell and still I hope this message reaches you well
 God does like ugly, and I could tell
 Livin' check to check, nigga, check the mail
 Another bill, pimp, my brother ain't even got no bail
 On his third strike and if he serve life, them crackers prolly light the [?], serves you right
 You right, shit too real, it just gave me chills
 The Devil's outside, angels is in the infield
 Instigatin' a riot, then aimin' it at your windshield
 It ain't right, nigga, what's you gon' fight or is you gon' sit still?
 I'm sayin', like, we share the same plight, that's why we in here
 They tipped the scale, if there's a way, then there's a will
 Usin' words doin'- (Work), movin' weights just like Adele
 Far cry from bugs in cereal boxes on the shelves
 Now I order escargot on the plate, it's a ****in' snail
 Yeah, Emma Stone behind the microphone, comparisons pale
 It's been a long time comin', I swear, but let's be clear
 Niggas know I been killin' this shit for years
 Just took a ****in' ceiling challenge to show I'm above my peers, be serious (Be ****in' for real)

 [?], it's tears in my eyes, I know
 That tomorrow will bring sunny skies
 And I will look back and smile
 'Cause it's just a moment in time
 It's just a moment in time
 And trouble could stay for a while
 It's just a moment
 (Although I can see it, I know and believe thi-i—)

 The name's JJ Fish [?]
 I'ma at least pop ten bottles (At least, woo)
 This that '03 mix
 Get my dick sucked by the Eiffel, nigga
 Three months at the Ritz

 Uh, look
 Look into the light from a dark place
 Hair plants told God, he laughed at my face
 I'm an idiot thinkin' that we were safe
 Now they outside waitin', it's on-off, it's all safety
 I saw it all, I'm the one catch fades like Jamarr Chase
 Paul Walker playin' chicken, it's a car race
 Nigga, he ain't ready to crash (Hahaha)
 Ludacris laugh, I'm stickin' to it, can't nobody stop me
 I'm top five, pop the Glock two times, might be top three
 And I don't know the Fibonacci sequence
 Put the numbers together and somethin' gotta make sense
 Put some dents in this bitch, make a footprint
 This ain't The Blueprint, nigga, this the blackprint
 I'd let a K pop, no BLACKPINK
 Hood nigga, good sense, no bullshittin'
 Atlanta nigga livin' like the president
 All my niggas presidential inauguration, no Nixon, no Reagan
 New stick, just a beast, no nation under God
 Indivisible with liberty, that's just for the squad
 Red dogs walk around the park and them apartments
 Tell us the part? They can't even tell us apart
 Description, that nigga wasn't dark, it was dark (He was black)
 ****, I find a spark
 Picked up the pen just to write some remarks
 The wrongs, the ugliest songs from the heart
 Whole bunch of bars, no hoes barred
 Dumb hoe, bad nigga, shut up, scars
 Bro go loco, woah, that's hard (Your shit sucks)
 Christo, Childish, two Mozart
 I know more money the primes could start
 More said I so I'm not so smart
 Thinkin' back to bein' a lil' badass kid
 It's JID and friends playin' Mario Kart
 Lookin' at my big brother baggin' at me
 And movin' 'round the city like
 Hop out the car, turn 'to Carl Lewis
 If you caught that bar, you understand why I do this
 You don't know me, if you only knew me when I was lil' Route
 A lil' piece of rhyme truth came out of my mucus
 And now that Slime free, you can see it's still stupid
 Everybody fried, niggas outside ruthless
 Tryna stand out in a crowd amongst fools
 And it's cool, but, it's not about you right now
 We ain't the ****in' same at all

 We ain’t the ****in’ same (We ain’t the ****in’ same; ugly shit, nigga)
 Ah, bum-ass niggas (Grrt)
 Smack you on Sunday mornin', nigga (Mmm)
 On your way to church, nigga
 Make sure you get there on time