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  • 作词 : Chauncey Hollis, Jr./Eugene Booker, Jr.
    作曲 : Chauncey Hollis, Jr./Eugene Booker, Jr.
    Yeah, yeah, we all in the race
    Ay Hit, how we gonna lose with shit like this, my nigga?
    Hit-Boy, look
    Nightmares in broad day, pray I get to sleep
    I should A&R the game, pick you nigga's beats
    Honestly, I send hotter shit to your e-mail
    Tedious with the detail
    Pickin' a pocket apart, callin' a blitz
    Gettin' looks from them crackers, we all in the Ritz
    Niggas said they with the shits, that all was a myth
    Marathon, pace it out, you caught in a sprint
    Show me who you are once, ain't gotta show me twice
    You can't sell like Eminem, you look like Obie Trice
    Down to take a rubber bullet for my voting rights
    Real nigga, I ain't gotta sign into no device, bitch
    **** being famous, you niggas overrated
    Pull cards no Vegas, Smack DVD, Shea Davis
    **** with my Detroit niggas, ay Siri, play Capers
    Big boy toys pushing through the barricade
    Got they face lookin' like a episode of Scared Straight
    Scared money don't make no money
    Diamonds from Cheyenne, and my necklace, shit it's stunning
    Word to my niggas in the Bay, we goin' dummy
    Nightmares in broad day, pray I get to sleep
    I should A&R the game, pick you nigga's beats
    This ain't a movie or nothing
    Black plight associate lootin' Louis with justice
    Prayin' for the sons of man and all of my cousins
    You ain't piece up on the plan, don't come to the function
    Look, remember playin' my demos and they cut 'em off
    Still kept a winner mentality and stayed involved
    Losin' myself would be my toughest loss
    Catch plays one-handed, my era Randy Moss
    Grew up playin' quarterback club, while my relli bagged up
    Wishin' I could stack somethin'
    Wilson Middle, sixth grade, I was tryna crack somethin'
    Some niggas gave they life to the Lord now they back thuggin'
    Nightmares in broad day, pray I get to sleep
    I should A&R the game, pick you nigga's beats
    Facts though...
    Look, makin' it shake 'til my day, man this ain't the same
    I pick up the pieces every time it's make or break
    Base to base, hit like Griffey Jr. in his playing days
    Do it for niggas hustlin'
    Tryna get off an onion 'fore the federals bust in
    Too many of us strugglin', that's unbecoming
    If I'm not gon' be the one to change the world, I know my son is
    The sky is calm, the stars are bright (For real though)
    What's better than to be in flight (Shoutout Rodney B., look)
    I re-
    HB beatin' up the percussion
    You waitin' on me to peak, I'm just approaching my summit
    Since it's going off, I'm so close, I can touch it
    Scouring the lot, this summer, might get the rose-tint
    Downtown, divin' in my bag at Dover
    Pushin' a toy, not talkin' Toyota
    Waiting on the call when my dawg say he comin' home
    Keep it rock solid even when they throwin' stones
    Set me free
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Chauncey Hollis, Jr./Eugene Booker, Jr.
    [00:00.809] 作曲 : Chauncey Hollis, Jr./Eugene Booker, Jr.
    [00:01.619] Yeah, yeah, we all in the race
    [00:06.331] Ay Hit, how we gonna lose with shit like this, my nigga?
    [00:09.863] Hit-Boy, look
    [00:11.697] Nightmares in broad day, pray I get to sleep
    [00:13.819] I should A&R the game, pick you nigga's beats
    [00:17.059] Honestly, I send hotter shit to your e-mail
    [00:19.201] Tedious with the detail
    [00:20.573] Pickin' a pocket apart, callin' a blitz
    [00:22.327] Gettin' looks from them crackers, we all in the Ritz
    [00:25.842] Niggas said they with the shits, that all was a myth
    [00:28.597] Marathon, pace it out, you caught in a sprint
    [00:31.076] Show me who you are once, ain't gotta show me twice
    [00:33.910] You can't sell like Eminem, you look like Obie Trice
    [00:36.192] Down to take a rubber bullet for my voting rights
    [00:39.205] Real nigga, I ain't gotta sign into no device, bitch
    [00:43.764] **** being famous, you niggas overrated
    [00:46.422] Pull cards no Vegas, Smack DVD, Shea Davis
    [00:49.102] **** with my Detroit niggas, ay Siri, play Capers
    [00:51.837] Big boy toys pushing through the barricade
    [00:54.260] Got they face lookin' like a episode of Scared Straight
    [00:57.441] Scared money don't make no money
    [00:59.852] Diamonds from Cheyenne, and my necklace, shit it's stunning
    [01:02.531] Word to my niggas in the Bay, we goin' dummy
    [01:05.570] Nightmares in broad day, pray I get to sleep
    [01:08.299] I should A&R the game, pick you nigga's beats
    [01:11.366] This ain't a movie or nothing
    [01:13.131] Black plight associate lootin' Louis with justice
    [01:15.718] Prayin' for the sons of man and all of my cousins
    [01:18.064] You ain't piece up on the plan, don't come to the function
    [01:21.014] Look, remember playin' my demos and they cut 'em off
    [01:24.395] Still kept a winner mentality and stayed involved
    [01:27.663] Losin' myself would be my toughest loss
    [01:29.755] Catch plays one-handed, my era Randy Moss
    [01:33.022] Grew up playin' quarterback club, while my relli bagged up
    [01:35.975] Wishin' I could stack somethin'
    [01:37.530] Wilson Middle, sixth grade, I was tryna crack somethin'
    [01:39.686] Some niggas gave they life to the Lord now they back thuggin'
    [01:42.682] Nightmares in broad day, pray I get to sleep
    [01:46.174] I should A&R the game, pick you nigga's beats
    [01:49.641] Facts though...
    [02:00.962] Look, makin' it shake 'til my day, man this ain't the same
    [02:04.331] I pick up the pieces every time it's make or break
    [02:06.564] Base to base, hit like Griffey Jr. in his playing days
    [02:09.764] Do it for niggas hustlin'
    [02:11.553] Tryna get off an onion 'fore the federals bust in
    [02:14.128] Too many of us strugglin', that's unbecoming
    [02:16.608] If I'm not gon' be the one to change the world, I know my son is
    [02:19.623] The sky is calm, the stars are bright (For real though)
    [02:24.672] What's better than to be in flight (Shoutout Rodney B., look)
    [02:29.443] I re-
    [02:30.909] HB beatin' up the percussion
    [02:32.566] You waitin' on me to peak, I'm just approaching my summit
    [02:34.815] Since it's going off, I'm so close, I can touch it
    [02:37.726] Scouring the lot, this summer, might get the rose-tint
    [02:40.658] Downtown, divin' in my bag at Dover
    [02:43.189] Pushin' a toy, not talkin' Toyota
    [02:45.180] Waiting on the call when my dawg say he comin' home
    [02:48.578] Keep it rock solid even when they throwin' stones
    [02:53.363] Set me free