作词 : Cooper McGill/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Sterling Purdy 作曲 : Cooper McGill/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Sterling Purdy [Intro] Yeah, yeah [Verse] Dough stash in my Beamer, I could cash out on Adidas Should I trap, should I rap, or spend this cash all on a feature? Them *****s is in the field and they adopted, so I teach But I gotta spend this cash all on this mother****in' re-up I'm trying to be a leader, but shit, I'm fallin' in my past The trap callin' for this cash, I scrape the bottom of the stash Front a ***** one and I can press it, I can stretch that ***** to half A lot of shit a ***** never had, a ***** tryna grab And R.I.P. my ***** Black, 'cause they chopped him into pieces He was tryna duck polices, I was tryna duck the Reaper I was on the block, hustlin', just tryna stuff the reefer In the pocket with the nina, shit, I'm poppin' with the heater If I need to, I'm in the kitchen bakin' like Anita Tryna freak it like Adina, sell a sneaker to a beaner I was younger, but ****in' up the re-up, coppin' sneakers 'Cause the OGs never taught me how to be up, I got beat up On them corners, but I came back Trap back jumpin', had it poppin' on the same track Lil' mama thuggin', got my name as her face tat She just gotta face facts It's some real *****s in this shit, you can't replace that Same block, same strap, shoot a ***** face back Leave his head in his legs, waist in his wave cap ****ed the K back, was blowin' blades where his braids at ****ed the K back, had so much pain, so I stained that Mama cried tears but did biz throughout the years I had a couple *****s die, and I'm just wishin' you was here But shit is clear, I'm ridin' with my pistol like a Piston Through the fear, and let them *****s know I'm here I promise when I die, they celebrate me like I'm 'Pac It'll be because I reached my goal, not 'cause I sold this rock Any ***** that try to hate me, promise, dawg, they gon' get shot Up, finna die, and I got *****s that's still down to knock your top I put this on my baby, this "being broke" shit done drove me crazy All my friends done got ghost and went Swayze My number one question now is, "Lord, am I gon' make it?" 'Cause it's times I feel alone and just so hopeless on this pavement I try to work a nine-to-five, but I can't wait for payment Shit, that shit just take too long and plus the feelin' so complacent But I look at that road, and it's like my goals is so adjacent The devil on my shoulder's gettin' colder in this ba*****t I got killers on the left of me, drug dealers on my right To the world, they look scary, but I knew these *****s all my life And now my little *****s scammin', he tryna cop it off a swipe I remember different nights, duckin' cops and runnin' flights Of stairs, *****s gettin' scared, but ***** boy, that ain't my type I threw it up with *****s past my weight and twice my height Ever sat up in that dark place, just tryna find a light? I can't even trust myself, my left hand don't know my right I can put this on my dead mama ********* sales done bought this Ferragamo Out of state licks, done got to flex some Moncler on 'em *****, I'm all smiles like the logo of the Maricama *****s can't stop me, now they fearin' on me Only thing I fear is God, I can never fear the odds Eric committin' a suicide, the only time you seen the tears fall Shoutout my ***** Nessy, in the city, they tried to clear him off Then my cousin Dave got shot in front of grandma's I been in them shootouts in the parkin' lots and standoff Real plugs where I'm from, no *****s never ranned off Give it to my lil' *****, pass it by the hand off Had to sell him game, you gotta pass it, put your man on [Outro] Even if I Even if I do get it And I might not try it 'Cause I was born broke but I'ma die rich Even if I If I never get it I'll still have this **** stash when I blow past Sell it slow like it's winter in the forecast I gotta make it I gotta make it Said, I gotta make it And if they won't give it to me, I'm gon' take it, whoa I gotta make it I gotta make it If they won't give it to me, I'm gon' take it
[00:00.00] 作词 : Cooper McGill/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Sterling Purdy [00:00.00] 作曲 : Cooper McGill/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Sterling Purdy [00:00.0][Intro] [00:09.5]Yeah, yeah [00:09.95][Verse] [00:10.21]Dough stash in my Beamer, I could cash out on Adidas [00:12.34]Should I trap, should I rap, or spend this cash all on a feature? [00:14.70]Them *****s is in the field and they adopted, so I teach [00:17.26]But I gotta spend this cash all on this mother****in' re-up [00:19.94]I'm trying to be a leader, but shit, I'm fallin' in my past [00:22.38]The trap callin' for this cash, I scrape the bottom of the stash [00:25.74]Front a ***** one and I can press it, I can stretch that ***** to half [00:27.95]A lot of shit a ***** never had, a ***** tryna grab [00:30.45]And R.I.P. my ***** Black, 'cause they chopped him into pieces [00:32.85]He was tryna duck polices, I was tryna duck the Reaper [00:35.39]I was on the block, hustlin', just tryna stuff the reefer [00:37.83]In the pocket with the nina, shit, I'm poppin' with the heater [00:40.43]If I need to, I'm in the kitchen bakin' like Anita [00:42.94]Tryna freak it like Adina, sell a sneaker to a beaner [00:45.54]I was younger, but ****in' up the re-up, coppin' sneakers [00:48.23]'Cause the OGs never taught me how to be up, I got beat up [00:50.42]On them corners, but I came back [00:52.38]Trap back jumpin', had it poppin' on the same track [00:54.88]Lil' mama thuggin', got my name as her face tat [00:57.30]She just gotta face facts [00:58.30]It's some real *****s in this shit, you can't replace that [01:00.81]Same block, same strap, shoot a ***** face back [01:03.46]Leave his head in his legs, waist in his wave cap [01:06.69]****ed the K back, was blowin' blades where his braids at [01:08.56]****ed the K back, had so much pain, so I stained that [01:11.4]Mama cried tears but did biz throughout the years [01:13.66]I had a couple *****s die, and I'm just wishin' you was here [01:16.0]But shit is clear, I'm ridin' with my pistol like a Piston [01:18.32]Through the fear, and let them *****s know I'm here [01:20.48]I promise when I die, they celebrate me like I'm 'Pac [01:22.77]It'll be because I reached my goal, not 'cause I sold this rock [01:25.39]Any ***** that try to hate me, promise, dawg, they gon' get shot [01:27.90]Up, finna die, and I got *****s that's still down to knock your top [01:30.59]I put this on my baby, this "being broke" shit done drove me crazy [01:33.60]All my friends done got ghost and went Swayze [01:35.62]My number one question now is, "Lord, am I gon' make it?" [01:37.94]'Cause it's times I feel alone and just so hopeless on this pavement [01:40.48]I try to work a nine-to-five, but I can't wait for payment [01:43.25]Shit, that shit just take too long and plus the feelin' so complacent [01:45.49]But I look at that road, and it's like my goals is so adjacent [01:48.5]The devil on my shoulder's gettin' colder in this ba*****t [01:50.62]I got killers on the left of me, drug dealers on my right [01:52.97]To the world, they look scary, but I knew these *****s all my life [01:55.42]And now my little *****s scammin', he tryna cop it off a swipe [01:58.11]I remember different nights, duckin' cops and runnin' flights [02:00.78]Of stairs, *****s gettin' scared, but ***** boy, that ain't my type [02:03.38]I threw it up with *****s past my weight and twice my height [02:05.85]Ever sat up in that dark place, just tryna find a light? [02:08.41]I can't even trust myself, my left hand don't know my right [02:11.3]I can put this on my dead mama [02:12.11]********* sales done bought this Ferragamo [02:14.38]Out of state licks, done got to flex some Moncler on 'em [02:16.74]*****, I'm all smiles like the logo of the Maricama [02:19.29]*****s can't stop me, now they fearin' on me [02:21.63]Only thing I fear is God, I can never fear the odds [02:23.83]Eric committin' a suicide, the only time you seen the tears fall [02:26.35]Shoutout my ***** Nessy, in the city, they tried to clear him off [02:29.39]Then my cousin Dave got shot in front of grandma's [02:32.0]I been in them shootouts in the parkin' lots and standoff [02:34.58]Real plugs where I'm from, no *****s never ranned off [02:37.62]Give it to my lil' *****, pass it by the hand off [02:39.51]Had to sell him game, you gotta pass it, put your man on [02:41.78][Outro] [02:42.25]Even if I [02:43.65]Even if I do get it [02:46.23]And I might not try it [02:48.87]'Cause I was born broke but I'ma die rich [02:51.37]Even if I [02:53.66]If I never get it [02:56.24]I'll still have this **** stash when I blow past [02:59.41]Sell it slow like it's winter in the forecast [03:01.55]I gotta make it [03:03.79]I gotta make it [03:06.31]Said, I gotta make it [03:08.82]And if they won't give it to me, I'm gon' take it, whoa [03:12.7]I gotta make it [03:14.24]I gotta make it [03:18.58]If they won't give it to me, I'm gon' take it
