[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