First Year - Slatt Zy & Pooh Shiesty：歌詞、ミュージックビデオ、コンサート

Slatt Zy & Pooh Shiesty

First Year

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Hip-Hop/Rap

First Yearは、アルバム『』の一部として2020年11月24日にSlatt ZyによりリリースされましたEast Lake Projects

曲の詳細

アルバムEast Lake Projects

リリース日2020年11月24日

レーベルSlatt Zy

メロディック度

アコースティック度

ヴァランス

ダンサビリティ

エネルギー

BPM58

概要

歌詞

ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Slatt Zy

Rap

Pooh Shiesty

Rap

Young Cutta

Programming

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Taizion Vinson

Composer

Henry Lotas-Sherratt

Henry Lotas-Sherratt

Composer

Lontrell Williams

Lontrell Williams

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Young Cutta

Producer

Christian “Scientist” Perez

Mixing Engineer

Salvador "Fatol Flow" Majail

Salvador "Fatol Flow" Majail

Engineer

Andre "Drizza Don" Bridges

Andre "Drizza Don" Bridges

Engineer

Ian Sefchick

Mastering Engineer

Christian Mármol Pérez

Christian Mármol Pérez

Mixing Engineer

歌詞

[Verse 1]

These diamonds don't chill, why the fuck would I chill?

I'm poppin' my shit, give a fuck how you feel

She ride on the dick, but she ain't got no wheels

Been dead for a minute, the fuck can I live?

Forgettin' my memory, poppin' these X

A mouthful of diamonds, that's why she get wet

Don't get near this car, we got choppas and TEC's

She gon' crash on the gang, it's gon' turn to a wreck

[Verse 2]

I'm in the projects, designer, my jeans

Hi-Tech, my cup, and I'm gone on a bean

You were fuckin' my brother, she fuckin' the team

But that ain't my concern, she just chasin' her dream

I was down on my ass, man, they ain't give me shit

I see she won't fuck 'cause I'm flashin' my wrist

Take a piss on yo' block 'cause I know where y'all been

My first year in the game, get the fuck off my dick

[Verse 3]

Roll down the window, on hood, I'ma fly

He claim he street, he ain't comin' outside

Caught a **** slippin' at the gas station, he was high

Middle school, first year, we was tryna steal tires

Know how I feel when I get on these pills

Activis activate, go on a drill

Cartier lenses get foggy as hell

But I reach for my Glock to put two in his head

[Verse 4]

Go out of town and I fuck up the road

Pop me a Perc' and I pop me a dro

Is death round the corner? I'm new in these clothes

Exposed to street like before I was four

Tryna look good, wanna cop me a jacket

These bitches, that shirt with a lion as a pet

I'ma flex on a bitch when I hop off the jet

If I fuck with you, bitch, better know that you blessed

[Verse 5]

Diamonds don't chill, why the fuck would I chill?

I'm poppin' my shit, give a fuck how you feel

She ride on the dick, but she ain't got no wheels

Been dead for a minute, the fuck can I live?

Forgetting' my memory, poppin' these X

A mouthful of diamonds, that's why she get wet

Don't get near this car, we got choppas and TEC's

She gon' crash on the gang, it's gon' turn to a wreck

[Verse 6]

I'm in the projects, designer, my jeans

Hi-Tech, my cup, and I'm gone on a bean

You were fuckin' my brother, she fuckin' the team

But that ain't my concern, she just chasin' her dream

I was down on my ass, man, they ain't give me shit

I see she won't fuck 'cause I'm flashin' my wrist

Take a piss on yo' block 'cause I know where y'all been

My first year in the game, get the fuck off my dick

[Verse 7]

Fuck yo' gang and fuck yo' clique

Automatic choppa, I start shootin' till it clicks

Hop out on feet, rollin' down with the Glick

If he havin' more than ten pounds, he a lick

I took care of my **** for life and he snitched

I went in, about it, I ain't callin' no quits

Man, danger, it came with the life that I live

Blue Tips in the FN clip got chill

I'm drivin' too fast, hope my cup don't spill

If you don't wanna slime his ass out, I will

The trap I remember, the drought got real

Enough 'bout his eye, let you claim they killed

On my block, I'm the only one famous from here

Lil' hard, you know we got big bundles in here

I'm tryna whack yo' whole gang less than a year

Ain't met no **** that put me in fear

[Verse 8]

Diamonds don't chill, why the fuck would I chill?

I'm poppin' my shit, give a fuck how you feel

She ride on the dick, but she ain't got no wheels

Been dead for a minute, the fuck can I live?

Forgettin my memory, poppin' these X

A mouthful of diamonds, that's why she get wet

Don't get near this car, we got choppas and TEC's

She gon' crash on the gang, it's gon' turn to a wreck

[Verse 9]

I'm in the projects, designer, my jeans

Hi-Tech, my cup, and I'm gone on a bean

You were fuckin' my brother, she fuckin' the team

But that ain't my concern, she just chasin' her dream

I was down on my ass, man, they ain't give me shit

I see she won't fuck 'cause I'm flashin' my wrist

Take a piss on yo' block 'cause I know where y'all been

My first year in the game, get the fuck off my dick

Written by: Henry Lotas-Sherratt, Lontrell Williams, Taizion Vinson

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