[00:00.000] 作词 : Bakari Ward
[00:00.277] 作曲 : Bakari Ward
[00:00.554]Cash in my pocket, rain on my wrist
[00:13.465]All this money still don't cover up the pain that exists
[00:16.485]Stand in cold weather, I kept that flame on my hip
[00:19.222]Till I started chasing money, glad I came to my senses
[00:21.977]Hit his block up from different ways, get a wig split
[00:25.228]He got shot up and now he saved, and he Christian
[00:27.985]Wild ones, don't **** wit' the gang, they don't listen
[00:30.732]Loud guns, he unleash his rage wit' that big stick
[00:33.724]Let's give them twenty thou'
[00:34.967]They think won't gun you down
[00:35.968]Walk up and run you down
[00:37.476]Then smoke a ****ing pound
[00:38.724]We just some dirty niggas, but we gettin' money now
[00:41.469]Bro keep that .30 wit' him 'cause he need a bunch of rounds
[00:44.219]Turn that switch on, 'cause Washy love to hear that thunder sound
[00:46.973]Made a diss song, and now you rappin' from the ****ing ground, worm food
[00:49.968]When we get that low, we get to spin 'em like a whirlpool
[00:53.473]Mind your buisness, you ain't in this shit, it don't concern you
[00:56.474]156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
[00:58.977]Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
[01:02.484]Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
[01:05.721]He been tryna kill shit for nothing
[01:07.481]156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
[01:10.489]I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
[01:13.465]All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
[01:16.226]Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
[01:18.727]Dirty sprite, shared, I just had to pour me up some lean
[01:21.965]Having nightmares, niggas tryna take me out my dreams
[01:24.482]I stayed right there posted up wit' my Glizzy .17
[01:27.240]And my type rare, I can't name a realer man to me
[01:29.725]He got caught up on that block, now it's a repass
[01:32.471]All he saw was Glock and heard the "Fah", he better think fast
[01:35.467]R.I.P. to Zach I woke up thinking 'bout my wingman, uh
[01:38.217]And Lil Roc scheming, why you think he got that ski-mask?
[01:41.975]156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
[01:44.465]Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach, he a target
[01:47.977]Don't care where he is, we still coming, he been heartless
[01:50.966]He been tryna kill shit for nothing
[01:52.981]156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
[01:55.983]I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets to keep on runnin' back
[01:58.732]All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
[02:01.478]Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)