album cover
Intro
169
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Intro został wydany 12 stycznia 2018 przez Universal Records jako część albumu Code Blue
album cover
Data wydania12 stycznia 2018
WytwórniaUniversal Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM70

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bandhunta Izzy
Bandhunta Izzy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Israel James
Israel James
Composer
Keenan Kennedy
Keenan Kennedy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cm$
Cm$
Producer
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

[Verse 1]
Look
I'm ready to let **** know how the fuck we comin', man
What **** really went through
To get to this point that we at right now, man
Listen
All facts
[Verse 2]
Let me tell you somethin' about a **** life
Way you lookin' at me, you don't even know
I came a long way from stayin' in a house with no lights
Just me and bro
What was in the kitchen, it don't even matter
You don't got no food, what you know about it?
****'s hatin' 'cause we came up
Now that .45, don't leave the door without it
Fry a **** like a deep dish
Trust me, you don't wanna meet this
This baby Nina and my baby mother
That's the only bitches that I sleep with
I came from nothin', but you had it easy
And I used to think like, why my father leave me?
I was seventeen, then my mother moved
I was sellin' drugs, 'cause ain't nobody feed me
Right, you don't really know my life
Post on the block, pants full of white
Now I'm that ****, they love me on sight
Slide in my DM's, say they my wife
No, I be keeping my distance
Why, 'cause I keep reminiscin'
'Bout times when I ain't get no love from these bitches
I ain't even get a hug from them bitches
Now I know, I'm the shit
A cocky, arrogant little son of a bitch
So keep your bitch away, she bound to get hit
I stay with a pistol, I shoot if you flinch
That's the way that we do it
Told you ****, I'm the one, stupid
Told you we was 'bout that drama, prove it
Towing all the fancy guns, use it
****, shoot it, ****
Hand it to me, I do it, ****
Play with me, then he a stupid ****
Knock out his brains, he clueless, ****
Yeah, we 'bout it, 'bout it
Band hunters, my **** solid
Army guns, we really got it
So we could go to war with anybody
I'ma go to war for my brothers, ****
We ain't even blood but I love that ****
Lil Joe, that's my brother, ****
That's blood, I'd kill your mother, ****
Cut 'em open like a surgery
With a black mask like a burglary
Lyin' **** and their street demons
And they only waitin' on the word from me
Look, I came from nothin', now I got it
Used to be robbin', ain't talking 'bout Batman
These ****, these bitches, I treat 'em like bitches
Fuck it, get hit with a backhand
When I'm raisin' my son, I'm pointin' at you
Tell him, be nothin' like that man
You broke as a bitch, don't forget, you a bitch
Go run up a sack, man
Written by: Israel James, Keenan Kennedy
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