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[00:00.00] 作词 : Martin Rafael McCurtis/Terry Sanchez Wallace
[00:00.14] 作曲 : Martin Rafael McCurtis/Terry Sanchez Wallace
[00:00.29]Loved each other way more than we loved life
[00:02.58]Was so close people thought we had a love life
[00:04.82]We loved each other way more than we loved life
[00:07.42]Helluva made this beat baby
[00:08.17]Still do
[00:08.68]Ayy JB
[00:09.41]I used to be like I don't need security
[00:11.38]Street nigga s
[00:11.76]I don't want these nigga s thinking that it's fear in me
[00:13.84]At all
[00:14.20]Told my driver be on point he wasn't hearing' me
[00:16.45]Driver
[00:16.76]Those shots went off I'm steady callin' you ain't answerin'
[00:18.58]You scarin' me
[00:19.35]Hello
[00:19.84]In my city if you winnin' you can't stay
[00:21.55]They call bein' broke Real they call gettin' money fake
[00:24.19]I gave you a b***h why you still lookin' at my date
[00:26.54]I gave you some food why you still lookin' at my plate nigga
[00:29.35]They say they love us but that love might be hate
[00:31.35]I can't really tell the difference salt and sugar look the same
[00:33.68]It's tricky
[00:34.74]Look how they did Dex look how they did Blake
[00:36.63]D**n
[00:36.90]Look how they tried to do me but got JB
[00:38.66]Man that jealousy so real man that hate so deep
[00:41.15]Man that envy shit so real you make it out these streets
[00:43.24]You saw it wasn't me and still shot what she do to you
[00:45.70]What she do to you
[00:46.37]We was just winnin' now I'm cryin' at your funeral
[00:48.08]But every tear I shed another thousand on your head nigga
[00:50.67]That's on my ****in' momma
[00:51.51]Now show your face and think I'm playin' nigga
[00:53.12]Every tear I shed another thousand on your head boy
[00:55.33]On my daddy grave
[00:56.29]Now show your face and think I'm playin'
[00:57.70]Ayy JB I wish I was sittin' outside with you
[00:59.70]And I was in that bank with you
[01:00.92]You know your favorite rapper wouldn't have never let them guys get you
[01:03.50]I would've shot 'em left 'em dyin' leakin' in the street
[01:05.61]Wouldn't have ran would smoke the rest and watch that man go to sleep
[01:08.09]And you think they came for her
[01:09.26]Man you know they came for me
[01:10.38]They took my heart and my brains nigga s know that I can't think
[01:12.99]How I'm playin' with these drums nigga s know I'm like Tay Keith
[01:15.44]Eye's bloodshot red nigga s know I ain't been sleepin'
[01:18.40]But all these dead loved ones make it hard to sleep
[01:20.55]Make it hard to sleep
[01:21.14]All this anger inside make it hard to grieve
[01:22.87]Make it hard to grieve
[01:23.47]Ayy all this nicotine make it hard to breathe
[01:25.32]Make it hard to breathe
[01:25.99]All these tears in my eyes make it hard to sleep
[01:27.78]Make it hard to sleep
[01:28.39]They found a murder weapon bro it's gon' be hard to beat
[01:30.19]It's gon' be hard to beat
[01:30.90]First offer 50 years so it's hard to plea ayy
[01:33.20]And if they do somethin' to us then they known for it
[01:35.22]They known for it
[01:35.71]But if we do somethin' to them then we wrong for it
[01:37.64]Then we wrong for it
[01:38.16]**** that if you take mines I take yours homie
[01:40.06]I take yours homie
[01:40.68]Then gon' pray to the Lord don't be too hard on me
[01:42.76]Please
[01:43.00]Yeah you drop one I drop four homie
[01:44.98]I drop four homie
[01:45.53]They be like God please don't be too hard on me
[01:47.52]Please
[01:47.67]If we tear this b***h up they gon' say I'm dead wrong
[01:49.36]Dead wrong
[01:49.65]**** that these nigga s got my aunty with a headstone
[01:51.85]D**n
[01:52.21]niggas tellin' me what to do like they smart as me
[01:54.31]What
[01:54.65]But they ain't take your heart from you they took my heart from me
[01:56.74]b***h
[01:57.03]I got one less person that wanted more from me
[01:59.39]Ready to kill whoever play with me or shorted me
[02:01.46]Don't play
[02:01.80]I got your kids I got Nanni I got Nell too
[02:04.32]I got your babies Kee and Zi and Gabrielle too
[02:06.56]Oh
[02:06.87]I got your sister and your mommy and your fam' too
[02:08.86]I got 'em
[02:09.30]How the **** you gon' die on me I can't stand you
[02:11.50]D**n
[02:11.82]I pray they don't go to jail I want 'em dead
[02:13.66]I'm just listenin' to the streets hearin' everything they sayin'
[02:15.99]I'm just waitin' on a name I'm just prayin' that they say it
[02:18.47]Give a **** if it's the Mayor nigga million on his head ayy ayy
[02:21.19]Whole ticket on his top
[02:22.08]Wish I can wake you up and beat your a*s
[02:23.81]'Cause I was just tellin' you about them dreams I had
[02:26.10]Free my
[02:26.54]Ayy nigga s snatched my heart out my chest can't nobody replace it
[02:29.79]Wouldn't have ever believed you was ****in' with your baby
[02:32.25]Make sure Tee good is all I ever heard you sayin'
[02:34.72]Tryna hold my head I don't know if I'ma make it
[02:37.05]Mh-hm
[02:37.39]This shit been eatin' me
[02:38.54]Eatin' up
[02:39.36]I don't know what you seen in me but you believed in me
[02:42.42]'Lieved in me
[02:42.97]Tell them keep that fake love let me grieve in peace
[02:45.61]**** that shit
[02:47.34]You drop mines I drop yours homie
[02:48.50]I drop yours
[02:49.74]You drop one I drop four homie
[02:51.00]I drop it four
[02:51.49]Then be like God please don't be too hard on me
[02:53.61]God please
[02:54.30]God please don't close the door on me
[02:56.21]Please

文本歌词

作词 : Martin Rafael McCurtis/Terry Sanchez Wallace
作曲 : Martin Rafael McCurtis/Terry Sanchez Wallace
Loved each other way more than we loved life
Was so close people thought we had a love life
We loved each other way more than we loved life
Helluva made this beat baby
Still do
Ayy JB
I used to be like I don't need security
Street nigga s
I don't want these nigga s thinking that it's fear in me
At all
Told my driver be on point he wasn't hearing' me
Driver
Those shots went off I'm steady callin' you ain't answerin'
You scarin' me
Hello
In my city if you winnin' you can't stay
They call bein' broke Real they call gettin' money fake
I gave you a b***h why you still lookin' at my date
I gave you some food why you still lookin' at my plate nigga
They say they love us but that love might be hate
I can't really tell the difference salt and sugar look the same
It's tricky
Look how they did Dex look how they did Blake
D**n
Look how they tried to do me but got JB
Man that jealousy so real man that hate so deep
Man that envy shit so real you make it out these streets
You saw it wasn't me and still shot what she do to you
What she do to you
We was just winnin' now I'm cryin' at your funeral
But every tear I shed another thousand on your head nigga
That's on my ****in' momma
Now show your face and think I'm playin' nigga
Every tear I shed another thousand on your head boy
On my daddy grave
Now show your face and think I'm playin'
Ayy JB I wish I was sittin' outside with you
And I was in that bank with you
You know your favorite rapper wouldn't have never let them guys get you
I would've shot 'em left 'em dyin' leakin' in the street
Wouldn't have ran would smoke the rest and watch that man go to sleep
And you think they came for her
Man you know they came for me
They took my heart and my brains nigga s know that I can't think
How I'm playin' with these drums nigga s know I'm like Tay Keith
Eye's bloodshot red nigga s know I ain't been sleepin'
But all these dead loved ones make it hard to sleep
Make it hard to sleep
All this anger inside make it hard to grieve
Make it hard to grieve
Ayy all this nicotine make it hard to breathe
Make it hard to breathe
All these tears in my eyes make it hard to sleep
Make it hard to sleep
They found a murder weapon bro it's gon' be hard to beat
It's gon' be hard to beat
First offer 50 years so it's hard to plea ayy
And if they do somethin' to us then they known for it
They known for it
But if we do somethin' to them then we wrong for it
Then we wrong for it
**** that if you take mines I take yours homie
I take yours homie
Then gon' pray to the Lord don't be too hard on me
Please
Yeah you drop one I drop four homie
I drop four homie
They be like God please don't be too hard on me
Please
If we tear this b***h up they gon' say I'm dead wrong
Dead wrong
**** that these nigga s got my aunty with a headstone
D**n
niggas tellin' me what to do like they smart as me
What
But they ain't take your heart from you they took my heart from me
b***h
I got one less person that wanted more from me
Ready to kill whoever play with me or shorted me
Don't play
I got your kids I got Nanni I got Nell too
I got your babies Kee and Zi and Gabrielle too
Oh
I got your sister and your mommy and your fam' too
I got 'em
How the **** you gon' die on me I can't stand you
D**n
I pray they don't go to jail I want 'em dead
I'm just listenin' to the streets hearin' everything they sayin'
I'm just waitin' on a name I'm just prayin' that they say it
Give a **** if it's the Mayor nigga million on his head ayy ayy
Whole ticket on his top
Wish I can wake you up and beat your a*s
'Cause I was just tellin' you about them dreams I had
Free my
Ayy nigga s snatched my heart out my chest can't nobody replace it
Wouldn't have ever believed you was ****in' with your baby
Make sure Tee good is all I ever heard you sayin'
Tryna hold my head I don't know if I'ma make it
Mh-hm
This shit been eatin' me
Eatin' up
I don't know what you seen in me but you believed in me
'Lieved in me
Tell them keep that fake love let me grieve in peace
**** that shit
You drop mines I drop yours homie
I drop yours
You drop one I drop four homie
I drop it four
Then be like God please don't be too hard on me
God please
God please don't close the door on me
Please