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COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Sammy Cahn
Sammy Cahn
Letra
Axel Stordahl
Axel Stordahl
Composição
Paul Weston
Paul Weston
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
OverflO
OverflO
Produção

Letra

Okay
Uh, damn
Shorty, right there
Nah, man
Check me out
Ayo, I knew this black chick
Fly as fuck, had **** linin' up
Beggin' for a slice of that pie, buyin' designer stuff
She had it goin' on, call her a Mack
'Cause they never got the part on the sack
So gimme that!
Was a model who played all these goofy **** like the lotto
'Till David came and wrote to the end
Her closest friends started noticin' the shift
And then Smith - it started, of course, with the yay
But then, to the horse he switched
Now Anita, Anita, Anita, when David always beat her
One strong woman, no more
Cold sores started showin' on her lips
Miss Thick, I think quick
**** sayin' how she used to be raw (But now she, eugh!)
Homeless, 'cause the dope man kicked her out of his place
I guess the lesson learned here is keep that out of your face
And your veins, remain strong and proud of your race
'Cause it's lonely at the bottom when you're fallin' from grace
And that's real
This ain't in a drama, but that's livin' in me (Trust)
You can be whatever that you set out to be (Just)
Know the streets are runnin' off of money and greed (Plus)
Ain’t no comin' back when G's cockin' and squeezin'
This ain't a drama, but that's livin' in me (Trust)
You can be whatever that you set out to be (Just)
Know the streets are runnin' off of money and greed (Plus)
Ain’t no comin' back when G's cockin' and squeezin'
It's a lot, burnin' hot when they pumpin' that .44
Everybody watchin' when you stopped by the po-po
Locked in a box, man, we movin' in slow-mo
Gotta slow down or else we just won’t grow
Okay, this white kid I knew had it real good from the 'burbs
That’s my word
Both parents was there enough for this herb that they spoiled him
Bought him whatever he ordered
More than his fair share of drama he caused
Balls started gettin' a little bit bigger
Now he's hangin' with the **** and he figures
"Why the fuck I'm goin' to school
When I could be cool on the corner with the rest of the crew?"
Pitchin' Peru, gettin' dust like the rest of these dudes" (Move!)
Move, but his plan of attack was whack
'Cause the **** he thought did, didn’t have his back
It was sad, they put the MAG right to his face and said
"Let’s take a trip to daddy’s crib and head for the safe"
Yup, man, the lesson learned here is the case
Of a fool not knowin' his place
Think it's great when you're runnin' in the streets
But that's hardly the deal
'Cause it's savage on the ass when **** turnin' for bills
And that’s real
This ain't in a drama, but that's livin' in me (Trust)
You can be whatever that you set out to be (Just)
Know the streets are runnin' off of money and greed (Plus)
Ain’t no comin' back when G's cockin' and squeezin'
This ain't a drama, but that's livin' in me (Trust)
You can be whatever that you set out to be (Just)
Know the streets are runnin' off of money and greed (Plus)
Ain’t no comin' back when G's cockin' and squeezin'
It's a lot, burnin' hot when they pumpin' that .44
Everybody watchin' when you stopped by the po-po
Locked in a box, man, we movin' in slow-mo
Gotta slow down or else we just won’t grow
It's Longshot (Haha)
Overflo on the beat
Records, birthrights
This how we doin' it this year
Big up to the moment (Ha)
I know it's hard out here
You know what I'm sayin'?
The streets is callin'
Not only watchin', they callin', man
It’s hard to not respond, especially when you’re black and you poor
But I don’t understand, man
Why **** throwin' shit away so easy?
You know what I mean?
You got it good, you ain't
From the hood (You ain't such a show)
But we never gon' stop
Written by: Axel Stordahl, Paul Weston, Sammy Cahn
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