作词 : Artist Dubose/Joseph Zoumboulias/Damile Coste 作曲 : Artist Dubose/Joseph Zoumboulias/Damile Coste It's JoeFromYo I thought every girl I had was the one (Uh, huh), but she was not it Ninety nine present of b!tches be thottin' (Thottin') If I do the same thing, you'd say I'm not **** (Not ****) I could do the same thing and leave you cryin' (Cryin') She got a little deeper through the process (Process) Still addicted to the streets, can't hide it (Hide it) Walk around with two Glizzy's in my pocket (Pocket) I really ****ed it, flip a ***** like a socket (Socket) *****, way before the fame we was wildin' Then they killed my ***** Ralo from the projects (Projects) And it's a shame, all the ******* that was curvin' I see the same damn names in my comments (Comments) She was lookin' O.D. from her side eyes Say she ain't an eater, oh she lied, oh she lied-lied Woke up to three ******* in my bed Made me say it three times, "Oh you fine, oh you fine-fine" I ain't rockin' with no ho *****s or bozo That's a no-no, ***** nah, nah I know they know my flaws, the way i rock Dolce and Gabannas I lost my *****s to the streets when it coulda been me It's ****ed up, they either dead or doin' fed time Boy, you all about your bread, so am I If it's money on your mind, .45 to your head now And I keep it by the dresser That's for any ***** who tried to break my heart, I won't let ya Still got blood on my denims That was all the blood that was in 'em, no more love in a ***** No more love in the ***** but I swear her company made me so confortable I don't **** with her (Yeah), the way she **** with me And it's probably because I'm from the X, where they take for respect Thought I woulda been it 'till they grave on my depths Same fit for a week, now I hate Nike tech Now I'm a trendsetter from my sweater to my hat ****s put me on the big ass purple jet I'm flexin' more than ever, she like, "Money make me wet" And if I die, I'ma die for my respect Bury me with like a milly on my neck, uh She was lookin' O.D. from my side eyes Say she ain't an eater, oh she lie all the time, time I woke up to three ******* in my bed Made me say it three times, "Like you fine, oh you fine-fine" I ain't rockin' with no ho *****s or bozo That's a no-no, ***** nah, nah I know they love my fly, the way i rock Dolce and Gabannas I lost my *****s to the streets when it coulda been me It's ****ed up, they either dead or doin' fed time Ho, you all about your press, so am I If it's money on your mind, .45 to your head now And I keep it by the dresser Just in case a ***** try to break my heart, I won't let ya I still got blound on my denims That was the blood that was in 'em, no more love in a ***** Run through it, all the bands that a ***** got I wonder, if the streets till care about me Know I'm sturdy, I can never really talk about it I'm numb to it, I stay still when I hear shots Numb to it, I stay still when I hear shots I hear *****s talkin' 'bout the money that they don't got I used to be up on the corner with my young opp Now I go buy a couple pounds of the frontal I still smoke it by the pound, I get dumb high I still smoke it by the pound like a rasta I send money to my *****s sittin' up, yeah I send money to my daughter, she's a rugrat I been through it but I'm not givin' up, yeah I switch up of different cars now they upset
[00:00.000] 作词 : Artist Dubose/Joseph Zoumboulias/Damile Coste [00:01.000] 作曲 : Artist Dubose/Joseph Zoumboulias/Damile Coste [00:08.799]It's JoeFromYo [00:16.689]I thought every girl I had was the one (Uh, huh), but she was not it [00:19.850]Ninety nine present of b!tches be thottin' (Thottin') [00:22.317]If I do the same thing, you'd say I'm not **** (Not ****) [00:24.232]I could do the same thing and leave you cryin' (Cryin') [00:26.301]She got a little deeper through the process (Process) [00:28.472]Still addicted to the streets, can't hide it (Hide it) [00:30.889]Walk around with two Glizzy's in my pocket (Pocket) [00:32.902]I really ****ed it, flip a ***** like a socket (Socket) [00:35.036]*****, way before the fame we was wildin' [00:37.274]Then they killed my ***** Ralo from the projects (Projects) [00:39.397]And it's a shame, all the ******* that was curvin' [00:41.670]I see the same damn names in my comments (Comments) [00:43.977]She was lookin' O.D. from her side eyes [00:46.190]Say she ain't an eater, oh she lied, oh she lied-lied [00:48.431]Woke up to three ******* in my bed [00:50.306]Made me say it three times, "Oh you fine, oh you fine-fine" [00:52.392]I ain't rockin' with no ho *****s or bozo [00:54.915]That's a no-no, ***** nah, nah [00:57.108]I know they know my flaws, the way i rock Dolce and Gabannas [01:01.545]I lost my *****s to the streets when it coulda been me [01:03.807]It's ****ed up, they either dead or doin' fed time [01:05.957]Boy, you all about your bread, so am I [01:08.298]If it's money on your mind, .45 to your head now [01:10.482]And I keep it by the dresser [01:11.912]That's for any ***** who tried to break my heart, I won't let ya [01:14.095]Still got blood on my denims [01:16.044]That was all the blood that was in 'em, no more love in a ***** [01:18.966]No more love in the ***** but I swear her company made me so confortable [01:23.133]I don't **** with her (Yeah), the way she **** with me [01:26.655]And it's probably because I'm from the X, where they take for respect [01:29.378]Thought I woulda been it 'till they grave on my depths [01:31.670]Same fit for a week, now I hate Nike tech [01:33.901]Now I'm a trendsetter from my sweater to my hat [01:36.054]****s put me on the big ass purple jet [01:38.194]I'm flexin' more than ever, she like, "Money make me wet" [01:40.495]And if I die, I'ma die for my respect [01:42.584]Bury me with like a milly on my neck, uh [01:45.220]She was lookin' O.D. from my side eyes [01:47.601]Say she ain't an eater, oh she lie all the time, time [01:49.890]I woke up to three ******* in my bed [01:51.905]Made me say it three times, "Like you fine, oh you fine-fine" [01:54.387]I ain't rockin' with no ho *****s or bozo [01:56.675]That's a no-no, ***** nah, nah [01:58.791]I know they love my fly, the way i rock Dolce and Gabannas [02:03.118]I lost my *****s to the streets when it coulda been me [02:05.446]It's ****ed up, they either dead or doin' fed time [02:07.490]Ho, you all about your press, so am I [02:09.798]If it's money on your mind, .45 to your head now [02:11.905]And I keep it by the dresser [02:13.489]Just in case a ***** try to break my heart, I won't let ya [02:15.584]I still got blound on my denims [02:17.897]That was the blood that was in 'em, no more love in a ***** [02:20.753]Run through it, all the bands that a ***** got [02:23.120]I wonder, if the streets till care about me [02:25.480]Know I'm sturdy, I can never really talk about it [02:27.648]I'm numb to it, I stay still when I hear shots [02:29.716]Numb to it, I stay still when I hear shots [02:31.708]I hear *****s talkin' 'bout the money that they don't got [02:33.873]I used to be up on the corner with my young opp [02:35.949]Now I go buy a couple pounds of the frontal [02:38.279]I still smoke it by the pound, I get dumb high [02:40.564]I still smoke it by the pound like a rasta [02:42.630]I send money to my *****s sittin' up, yeah [02:44.833]I send money to my daughter, she's a rugrat [02:47.103]I been through it but I'm not givin' up, yeah [02:49.545]I switch up of different cars now they upset
