クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Phay
Phay
Performer
Faris Mousa
Faris Mousa
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Faris Mousa
Faris Mousa
Songwriter

歌詞

"Yeah yeah, yo I'm tryna bring the feeling back yahurd? Yeah yeah, listen, yeah, said."
13 jumpin out the oven bakers dozen
I still don't fuck with none of y'all I'm like a Quaker's cousin
My black queen almost 30 she don't age for nothing
That choppa singing to yo soul we call it David Ruffin
Them hoes been feeling us and Lord knows it's a touchy subject
They hanging on to every word like it's a fuckin suffix
Little shorty grabbed a 40 hit the block like fuck it
They shot em fore he made a dolla so he died for nothin
My homie diabetic he might put it to yo muffin
He get a sugar rush every time that he bouta bust it
I wake up every morning ask myself "do you still love it?"
And I still embrace the block because I used to hug it
I dreamed of this when I was bagging groceries at Publix
And now them white folks bagging my groceries at Publix
Tables turnin but I swear them memories still hurt me
I still feel like I'm the future I'm like fuckin thirty
We hit up JR crickets I just want my birds dirty
But my name clean run it back like Todd Gurley
When Kelechi hit the blunt I call it higher learning
I cut my vocals and he make it sound like Sunday service (preach)
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
From half court and we drillin it, hit a lick then we splittin it
I ain't mad I'm actually pretty flattered y'all mimic it
I'm like Brady I will switch teams to prove I can win again
Ima family guy the choppa still gigiddy gigiddy
Orchestrate the troop man this shit sound like a symphony
Barrel to yo face the quickest way to epiphany
You knew about ol girl but you still took her to Tiffany
If you like her we love her but don't you dare let her mention me
Bring the stretchers out they stretched em out like a limousine
Crack ass crackers treat the pigs like some Jimmy Dean
Im on my deen no amount of money can come between
Cuz I seen situations only God could intervene
Went to college went broke and got a little bit smarter
Next person that I smack gon be a little bit harder
Don't nobody sound like Phay but I'm a little bit Carter
I put my mama on back that's on my grandmother's daughter (ya hurd dat)
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Written by: Faris Mousa
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