作词 : Sarah Kennedy/Robert Thomas/Kavi Lybarger/Andrew Decena 作曲 : Sarah Kennedy/Robert Thomas/Kavi Lybarger/Andrew Decena We ain't never think shit would get here They thought I fell off but I fell in Deep inside my bag where **** can't get Go back to the hood they say, "Lil' 4, we need you back here" We tired of selling crack and all these crackers tryna crack us They knew I knew just how they feel 'Cause we was ****ed up in that ville I done been through hard times but I prevailed I ain't been the same since 3-3 and my uncle had got killed I been off them same pills I told my brother made him sick I know when my cousin get out he ain't gon' do no crime again I been tryna find a way, they gave him life when I was little After Juan died and Dada died, can't lie, that had me sick I took LC on a jet, make sure fam and them could flex I been having talks with myself, I was in a stolen rental car In 2017 when it was just me Zay, Dee, and Buck I been ****ed up in my head, I wish DJ can see his pa' Know that daddy shit go far, me and bro gon' play that part This ain't no overnight shit I ain't never think that I'd be rich living how my life is We was in them trenches with a switch 'cause we ain't fight fair Shit, La will tell you every time it's pressure, I be right there Talk you shit, go ahead I'm recording I know I'm about to talk my shit, about to pop my shit I'm on the phone with my nephew, he puttin' me on I'm the pen, I 'bout to home soon I'm about to pop my shit 'cause I'm like that I'm poppin' that shit 'cause I'm out that P, I'm out the jets **** like real **** that's gon' come home and keep respect Streets ****ed up, they need me out there I need to come home so I can breathe out there I need that fresh air Let me out this the bitch, let me out these people got me— Where we from, it ain't no living lavish I be giving **** pain, ain't need no pen and pad here I be tryna show all the youngin's you don't need no drugs to come up I was in the hood to just seeing junkies, they go to the hood and see us Pops went to the feds, my mama had to step up Them **** had they father figures, we use to walk through that park Back when Juan was selling CD's, him and Max and Paw Paw I wonder if he never died if I would've made it this far If I would've never caught that case, if I would've made it this far If we would've got caught with them guns, if I would've made it this far If we had never got evicted, if I would've made it this far If my pops never went to prison, would I have made it this far? I know they look at me like I'm the chosen one Shit, I was ****ed up, I ain't stop, you ain't the only one When I was running behind yo' dreams, I ain't get paid to come Funny when you turnt up with that bag, they think you owe 'em something
[00:00.000] 作词 : Sarah Kennedy/Robert Thomas/Kavi Lybarger/Andrew Decena [00:01.000] 作曲 : Sarah Kennedy/Robert Thomas/Kavi Lybarger/Andrew Decena [00:10.183]We ain't never think shit would get here [00:12.018]They thought I fell off but I fell in [00:13.850]Deep inside my bag where **** can't get [00:15.884]Go back to the hood they say, "Lil' 4, we need you back here" [00:18.551]We tired of selling crack and all these crackers tryna crack us [00:21.134]They knew I knew just how they feel [00:22.818]'Cause we was ****ed up in that ville [00:24.436]I done been through hard times but I prevailed [00:26.452]I ain't been the same since 3-3 and my uncle had got killed [00:29.154]I been off them same pills I told my brother made him sick [00:31.820]I know when my cousin get out he ain't gon' do no crime again [00:34.570]I been tryna find a way, they gave him life when I was little [00:37.236]After Juan died and Dada died, can't lie, that had me sick [00:39.922]I took LC on a jet, make sure fam and them could flex [00:42.820]I been having talks with myself, I was in a stolen rental car [00:45.972]In 2017 when it was just me Zay, Dee, and Buck [00:48.641]I been ****ed up in my head, I wish DJ can see his pa' [00:51.340]Know that daddy shit go far, me and bro gon' play that part [00:54.221]This ain't no overnight shit [00:55.791]I ain't never think that I'd be rich living how my life is [00:58.493]We was in them trenches with a switch 'cause we ain't fight fair [01:01.241]Shit, La will tell you every time it's pressure, I be right there [01:05.038]Talk you shit, go ahead I'm recording [01:07.238]I know I'm about to talk my shit, about to pop my shit [01:09.528]I'm on the phone with my nephew, he puttin' me on [01:11.815]I'm the pen, I 'bout to home soon [01:14.489]I'm about to pop my shit 'cause I'm like that [01:17.856]I'm poppin' that shit 'cause I'm out that P, I'm out the jets [01:20.668]**** like real **** that's gon' come home and keep respect [01:24.869]Streets ****ed up, they need me out there [01:27.469]I need to come home so I can breathe out there [01:30.063]I need that fresh air [01:32.037]Let me out this the bitch, let me out these people got me— [01:37.148]Where we from, it ain't no living lavish [01:39.166]I be giving **** pain, ain't need no pen and pad here [01:41.866]I be tryna show all the youngin's you don't need no drugs to come up [01:44.498]I was in the hood to just seeing junkies, they go to the hood and see us [01:47.549]Pops went to the feds, my mama had to step up [01:50.003]Them **** had they father figures, we use to walk through that park [01:52.785]Back when Juan was selling CD's, him and Max and Paw Paw [01:55.538]I wonder if he never died if I would've made it this far [01:58.352]If I would've never caught that case, if I would've made it this far [02:01.102]If we would've got caught with them guns, if I would've made it this far [02:03.885]If we had never got evicted, if I would've made it this far [02:06.802]If my pops never went to prison, would I have made it this far? [02:10.451]I know they look at me like I'm the chosen one [02:12.754]Shit, I was ****ed up, I ain't stop, you ain't the only one [02:15.422]When I was running behind yo' dreams, I ain't get paid to come [02:18.021]Funny when you turnt up with that bag, they think you owe 'em something
