クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trae tha Truth
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frazier Othel Thompson III
Songwriter
Ibrahim Muhammad Dodo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darealkobi
Producer
歌詞
[Chorus]
I seen these **** bite the hand that feed 'em
Well, I'm knowin' that shit greedy and I'm knowin' that they need me
'Fore these **** try and get up with 'Xho, get even
Keep my guard up, I'm scarred up, I'm still bleedin'
How you cross me? (Cross me)
When you knowin' what I do
How you tell them I ain't solid when you know that ain't the truth? (Ah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Hmm, how you tell them, but you ain't tell me?
We two different kind of ****, I know you don't feel me (Feel me)
And I know I ain't God, so you ain't gotta fear me
But you're respected, 'Xho, he pull up bombing on they block, oh, I'm so reckless
Stand on loyalty, can't buy that with no necklace (No necklace)
I watched them switch up, I leave these **** headless (Headless)
Got on my grind when I was fucked up, I'm beggin' for nothin' (Beggin' for nothin')
I watched them change up, so when I catch 'em, I crush 'em (Catch 'em, I crush 'em)
I ain't got no kick, it like my leg was just stuck (My leg was just stuck)
Send 'em slidin' through that, leave 'em dead in the trunk (Dead in the trunk)
Remember I was down and they weren't liftin' me up (Liftin' me up)
Why you love the streets? 'Xho, this shit cold (This shit colder)
Posted on my block, I couldn't go home (Couldn't go home, God)
Real thorough, this shit run inside my bones (Inside my bones, yeah)
But they different, I can't say the same for them (For them)
Either stay the fuck from 'round or get 'em gone
[Chorus]
I seen these **** bite the hand that feed 'em
Well, I'm knowin' that shit greedy and I'm knowin' that they need me
'Fore these **** try and get up with 'Xho, get even
Keep my guard up, I'm scarred up, I'm still bleedin'
How you cross me? (Cross me)
When you knowin' what I do
How you tell them I ain't solid when you know that ain't the truth? (Ah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
I pray to be the bigger man, you **** pushed me
I know you hate facing that mirror, knowing you a pussy
This shit here personal for me, all the love I showed ya
Oh, let me guess, today you 'bout it, No Limit Soldier
I'ma bless your ass with pressure, who gon' turn the pipe off?
Sucker **** went to switchin', I cut they lights off
Embracing my enemies, what you gon' do that hype off?
I'll drop a bag, you be a write-off (Tax)
Feel like I'm a surgeon, I'ma get 'em tucked
Should've been a tailor, fuck around and stick 'em up
Mess me over, now it's static, I'ma glitch 'em up
You out your brain, I can fix it, have 'em pick it up
Have 'em pick it up
I'm focused on this money, got no time to fall (Time to fall)
I know **** out here fakin', they ain't solid, dog (Solid, dog)
How I'm feeling, I ain't stoppin' 'til I got 'em all (Got 'em all)
You gangsta now, but wasn't gangsta when they shot at y'all (Shot at y'all)
Where I left them, ain't no coming back (Ain't no coming back)
Shot a slug, I just send it back (I just send it back)
You get 'em blitzed, I'm the one that set (I'm the one that set)
Emmitt Smith, have 'em running back
[Chorus]
I seen these **** bite the hand that feed 'em
Well, I'm knowin' that shit greedy and I'm knowin' that they need me
'Fore these **** try and get up with 'Xho, get even
Keep my guard up, I'm scarred up, I'm still bleedin'
How you cross me? (Cross me)
When you knowin' what I do
How you tell them I ain't solid when you know that ain't the truth? (Ah, yeah)
[Outro]
**** see you take off, want to crash the plane
**** speaking like they solid, better quit it, mane
Now them **** looking funny, I don't get it, mane
My **** fighting trial, pray he get acquitted, mane
I was standing on business, ain't no backing me up
**** wanted me gone, well, ain't no packing me up
Now you on the back door, have 'em wrapping me up
Written by: Frazier Othel Thompson III, Ibrahim Muhammad Dodo

