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Kevin Gates - Funny How [Official Audio]
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クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Vocals
Yung Lan
Yung Lan
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Songwriter
Milan Modi
Milan Modi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Joe Fitz
Joe Fitz
Mixing Engineer
Yung Lan
Yung Lan
Producer

歌詞

(Yung Lan on the track) That's how these hoes do, bro When shit don't go, man They gon' jump whatever dick Jumpin' at the time, you heard me? You know I find it funny how, you was actin' funny 'round me Wouldn't let me touch you, wow, think I'm disgustin' Know I probably wasn't gettin' enough money, ouch I had to buckle down You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now You know I find it funny how, you not actin' funny now My name ringin' money, power, showin' off your body now Dancin' to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd Textin' me and tellin' me I'm daddy, want me to love you down Bitch, I coulda been like Chance the Rapper Penitentiary chances, I took a chance at rappin' Black sheep of the family Everything I touched would turn to shit, nobody proud of me Consistently a fuck-up like a black cloud was surrounding me Niggas I was loyal to, behind my back they clownin' me I was really diggin' this lil' bitch, and she skipped out on me With this NFL nigga, she went out of town on me Shoutout to the disbelievers, 'preciate you for doubtin' me When that shit happened with this one, you went put that in the hood But they both know what's happenin' with me, I eat that pussy good You exposed yourself, and now it's shit you'll never know 'bout Come to the Chi, get outta line, you get your brains blowed out You know I find it funny how, you was actin' funny 'round me Wouldn't let me touch you, wow, think I'm disgustin' Know I probably wasn't gettin' enough money, ouch I had to buckle down You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now You know I find it funny how, you not actin' funny now My name ringin' money, power, showin' off your body now Dancin' to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd Textin' me and tellin' me I'm daddy, want me to love you down You know I'm platinum, I got status on some hood shit You know I wish I could not see through all your bullshit You know I wish it could be us, we could be good with it I done took off, a thousand miles past hood rich I ain't forget where I came from, we was in them trenches I can't forget all my day ones, know I miss you niggas You did me dirty, now I got you niggas in your feelings I'm in the booty club, throwin' money at the strippers Yeah-eah-eah I don't know how, I don't know how to turn down (say look, it retarded) God sent me an angel when he sent me Dreka Held it down while in a drought, we made 'em all believers You know I find it funny how, you was actin' funny 'round me Wouldn't let me touch you, wow, think I'm disgustin' Know I probably wasn't gettin' enough money, ouch I had to buckle down You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now You know I find it funny how, you not actin' funny now My name ringin' money, power, showin' off your body now Dancin' to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd Textin' me and tellin' me I'm daddy, want me to love you down Ayy Don't let me catch you niggas standin' there, uh I was 'posed to be your baby, I'm supposed to be your baby, huh
Writer(s): Kevin Gates, Milan Modi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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