[00:00.000] 作词 : Tash Phillips/Jahaan Sweet/Artist Dubose
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tash Phillips/Jahaan Sweet/Artist Dubose
[00:07.18]I was there and I ain't never
[00:11.05]I was hurtin' but I ain't need you
[00:19.44]Streets never, mhm
[00:21.86]Streets don't love you, they turn they back on you
[00:25.13]Streets don't love you, they turn they back on you
[00:27.36]They turn they back on you
[00:30.62]Streets don't love you, they killed Quado
[00:35.45]Streets don't love you, they killed Beasty
[00:38.40]Let my *****s come home tomorrow
[00:40.90]Don't just let them see me on TV
[00:43.77]Let my *****s up out that you know
[00:46.41]You don't even know how I be thinkin' that **** crazy
[00:48.81]Let my broski know now, my bros, yeah
[00:52.68]Let my *****s come home tomorrow
[00:54.46]Free V12, yo
[00:55.93]I remember when we was like 12 we went through hell, yo
[00:58.59]Back when *****s was gettin' they biggies and they Pells took
[01:01.11]******* used to curve me, used to swerve me, *****, now look
[01:03.74]They ain't never want me now they askin' to get they nails done
[01:06.52]I know I smell like ****, they gassin' me tellin' me I smell good
[01:09.10]Passin' me the *****, I passed it to my homie real quick
[01:12.09]Audacity to ask me 'bout the ******* that I still ****
[01:14.63]The audacity to ask me 'bout the ******* that I still ****
[01:17.73]Your ass is lookin' fat, them Fashion Nova jeans look real good
[01:20.07]I'm glad that I came up 'cause I ain't know where I would end up
[01:22.94]The 30 clip is on me but the hoodie cover my extendo
[01:25.60]And *****s act so tough
[01:27.07]But I just swear they don’t wanna start, though
[01:28.68]Lemme tell you 'bout this young ***** from the Bronx though
[01:31.40]Everybody want his head but nobody had his heart though
[01:34.35]Robbin' everybody like he don't believe in karma
[01:37.25]Somebody told the feds what he did, they lined him
[01:39.63]Told 'em where that ***** lived, yeah, they really lined him
[01:42.18]He still sleepin' at his crib like **** it if they find him
[01:45.08]Prices on his head 'cause he hit a opp up
[01:47.98]Money on his head got him moving wiser
[01:50.70]Hoodie on his head, it woulda been his poncho
[01:53.46]Pulled up to the crib he living wit' his moms though
[01:56.28]But they don't even care they like hit ‘em all up
[01:58.88]His eyes turned red and his fists balled up
[02:01.64]Voices in his head saying kill them all but
[02:04.34]******s hittin' glass goin' through the wall though
[02:07.17]All he heard was screaming, he feel like his time's up
[02:09.84]He ain't had no time to go reach for a glove
[02:12.43]He just grabbed the pump, start squeezin' at the door
[02:15.15]And then he seen his moms laid out on the floor
[02:18.04]He dropped down to his knees he ain't hide to the law
[02:20.78]Ain't the type to cry but his mom he really loved
[02:23.44]Tears from his eyes dropped beside of the blood
[02:26.28]He wishing it won't hurt but he cried because it does
[02:29.00]Then, he put his own pump right to his heart