Listen Up歌词
作词 : Dominique Jones/Nicholas David Lee/Aaron Cheung
作曲 : Dominique Jones/Nicholas David Lee/Aaron Cheung
[Verse 1]
New crib in another state to duck off (Duck off)
You get on my nerves, bitch, **** off (**** off)
Runaway train, I done took off
I move with a purpose, give 'em the right influence, that's how I'm the big dog
I'm with the clappers, I better not throw a punch
Free all of the rappers, hope they get a mixed child
No more spendin' more than I'm savin', lettin' this shit pile
Livin' kiddy, that shit was corny, I had to switch styles
Eight M's on the crib come from [sation?], ayy, man, this shit wild
I took the lil' bros, and I mold 'em, they know to hold it down
I got lots of dollars and yens and a whole lot of pounds
I left their credentials who can't pay niggas to go around
We in Miami, PJ to the BP
I can't lie, this shit okay for me
I been in the studio all night, but she gon' wait for me (Stay up)
She told me she treat you like a lame, but she don't play with me (No way)
She say I'm her favorite nigga
These niggas backers
They get a lil' money, spend it all, then they ask for some
I grew up with me and dollar, he still ain't ask for nothin'
**** it up, I prolly get it from [?]
Run my money up, act like I'm on to somethin'
I'm with the hustlers (Real one)
Runnin' circles 'round these rappin' niggas
No discussion from me (No)
I got niggas still stuck in the trenches, shit be ****in' with me
I was checkin' emails on the plane and she start suckin' on me
It ain't no busta in me, no
It ain't no tussin' in me, bro
I put my leg over the door
I done seen suckers turn soldiers
I seen gangsters turn to hoes
Ain't no rules inside the streets no more
Anything goes
But I'm a diamond in the dirt so I won't ever change, I rose
[Verse 2]
I been schoolin' niggas
Bad bitch back class is all about her digits
Ten-fifty for a pound, I come from sellin' M&Ms
Couple songs went diamond, and I'm just gettin' started, this shit big
Always run into problems 'cause I couldn't never sit still
Went five on a Brabus, but this one come with six wheels
Two hundred fifty mill', don't mention it unless it's a big deal
I got a lil' percent (Yeah), I could be sellin' bricks
You know the counter flick like diamonds, we call it fish
Ross smell like nail polish, who tryna give a fix?
Country boy keep callin', and I'm tryna find the mix
Drop a zip of no soda, it come back twenty-six grams
Fun house with Selena, we tall like thirty mill and WHAM
Talk myself to a dollar, I really gotta give a gap
This time I'ma show 'em, get in a whole different bag
Everybody can talk it, but they ain't standin' how I stand up
Check out this
I turned up my kids
Yeah
作曲 : Dominique Jones/Nicholas David Lee/Aaron Cheung
[Verse 1]
New crib in another state to duck off (Duck off)
You get on my nerves, bitch, **** off (**** off)
Runaway train, I done took off
I move with a purpose, give 'em the right influence, that's how I'm the big dog
I'm with the clappers, I better not throw a punch
Free all of the rappers, hope they get a mixed child
No more spendin' more than I'm savin', lettin' this shit pile
Livin' kiddy, that shit was corny, I had to switch styles
Eight M's on the crib come from [sation?], ayy, man, this shit wild
I took the lil' bros, and I mold 'em, they know to hold it down
I got lots of dollars and yens and a whole lot of pounds
I left their credentials who can't pay niggas to go around
We in Miami, PJ to the BP
I can't lie, this shit okay for me
I been in the studio all night, but she gon' wait for me (Stay up)
She told me she treat you like a lame, but she don't play with me (No way)
She say I'm her favorite nigga
These niggas backers
They get a lil' money, spend it all, then they ask for some
I grew up with me and dollar, he still ain't ask for nothin'
**** it up, I prolly get it from [?]
Run my money up, act like I'm on to somethin'
I'm with the hustlers (Real one)
Runnin' circles 'round these rappin' niggas
No discussion from me (No)
I got niggas still stuck in the trenches, shit be ****in' with me
I was checkin' emails on the plane and she start suckin' on me
It ain't no busta in me, no
It ain't no tussin' in me, bro
I put my leg over the door
I done seen suckers turn soldiers
I seen gangsters turn to hoes
Ain't no rules inside the streets no more
Anything goes
But I'm a diamond in the dirt so I won't ever change, I rose
[Verse 2]
I been schoolin' niggas
Bad bitch back class is all about her digits
Ten-fifty for a pound, I come from sellin' M&Ms
Couple songs went diamond, and I'm just gettin' started, this shit big
Always run into problems 'cause I couldn't never sit still
Went five on a Brabus, but this one come with six wheels
Two hundred fifty mill', don't mention it unless it's a big deal
I got a lil' percent (Yeah), I could be sellin' bricks
You know the counter flick like diamonds, we call it fish
Ross smell like nail polish, who tryna give a fix?
Country boy keep callin', and I'm tryna find the mix
Drop a zip of no soda, it come back twenty-six grams
Fun house with Selena, we tall like thirty mill and WHAM
Talk myself to a dollar, I really gotta give a gap
This time I'ma show 'em, get in a whole different bag
Everybody can talk it, but they ain't standin' how I stand up
Check out this
I turned up my kids
Yeah
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