制作
歌词
[Verse 1]
We at my dawgs mansion, in a lowrider
Like four desperados, in a covered wagon
Wild, Wild West fashion, **** this here is that jet landin'
On uncharted grounds ****, finna plant my flag in this bitch
On the shift, rap money buyin' homes, opening stores
Add to it, multiply, hustle more
What else you think you living for?
The game is raw, show your young ones how to ball
Before they run the town, they gotta walk the walk
Avoid the chalk, the yellow tape, the morgue at all costs
'Cause **** will certainly try to take you off to be the boss
They lost, I been found that out
Think I heeded black boys on the couch
At the basement up under grandma house
Game tapes
[Verse 2]
Still can't look, where Rico killed Mitch
Every day in the city, you hear the same shit
All you can do is trust a few
Stay alert for the weak links in your crew
That shit will get you hurt or worse
Shit real, don't say that I ain't warned you first
Game tapes
[Verse 3]
They gotta walk the walk
Avoid the chalk, the yellow tape, the morgue at all costs
Cause **** will certainly try to take you off to be the boss
They lost, I been found that out
Think I heeded black boys on the couch
At the basement up under grandma house'
Written by: Alexander Nolan Smith, Rayshon Lamont Cobbs, Shante Franklin
