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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler C James
Songwriter
Calvin Lee Scott II
Songwriter
歌詞
Cheers to the future what a time be alive
Way to blitzed, I take another hit just for my pride
I aint never tint it, see who in it when I ride, yea
Alert in the city, **** I aint finna hide
I'm done giving bitches slack this year I'm cutting ties, wait
Bro done been through way to much i see it in his eyes
All that shit is in the past, baby its a dub
But in 21 I swear to god I can't let it slide
Drinky in my system now I'm with the mission
Practice make precision this time I won't miss em
Bro play yo position we could bring the chip in
Give a fuck bout who else dipping
If we raw no mixin
Yea
**** loving bitches spinning em on finsta
**** weird and moving wrong thats when the bitches list em
I cut my dawg for the shit he did I can't forgive em
He aint pass but shit he dead to me and Ima miss em
Ima give em everything they want this what they ask for
Thinking you bad
Catch you in transit stamp ya passport
Last boy ran up
Turn to a punchin bag
Bad choice
Get done up
Beat faces like bad bitches
Mad **** wanna be us
They missin' mad figures
Last call run up
Tabs I'm in my bag ****
Cal roll a stunna
All gas this for SAV, Chris
And all the guys we missing
Po a drink when we get up
Ay
Cheers to the future what a time be alive
Way to blitzed, I take another hit just for my pride
I aint never tint it, see who in it when I ride, yea
Alert in the city, **** I aint finna hide
I'm done giving bitches slack this year I'm cutting ties, wait
Bro done been through way to much i see it in his eyes
All that shit is in the past, baby its a dub
But in 21 i swear to god I can't let it slide
Written by: Calvin Lee Scott II, Tyler C James