制作

出演艺人
Boosie Badazz
Boosie Badazz
声乐
Mykel Cook pka MykelOnTheBeat
Mykel Cook pka MykelOnTheBeat
编程
作曲和作词
Torence Hatch
Torence Hatch
词曲作者
制作和工程
Rich Stratton
Rich Stratton
母带工程师
Kelvin Cyrus
Kelvin Cyrus
混音工程师
Mykel Cook pka MykelOnTheBeat
Mykel Cook pka MykelOnTheBeat
制作人

歌词

[Verse 1]
Nobody wanna see me smile
They only wanna see me down
Nobody wanna see me smile
They only wanna see me down, oh, Lord
[Verse 2]
Nobody know the son I got
Nobody know the bond we got
Shit, nobody know the mom I got
Not too many know I smile a lot, and cry a lot
[Verse 3]
I have no problem with gays
I have no problem with Jay
I do have problems with people
Who twist the words that I say
My city blame me for people
Who I never beefed with at all
They watch my crew like we gon' steal
When we up in the mall
[Verse 4]
You say you know me but do you know
I ride for my dawg
I'll spend my last dime
To put a smile on my dawg
You say I'm mean, that's just a look I got
That make you suspicious
You judging' like bitches, I'm in love with my riches, not bitches
If you say I lie 'bout cancer up in my kidney
[Verse 5]
You don't know me like that
I judge a hustler how he hustle
I judge a lover how she love ya
You judge a book by it's cover, pussy boy
You don't know me like that
I got no problem with gays
I got no problem with Jay
You twist the words that I say
[Verse 6]
Gutter bitch, you don't know me like that
So stop the talking
You couldn't walk in these shoes, that I'm walkin'
And that's a fact, you wonder why you don't see me too often
It's 'cause of that, never gave me no love
But expect for me to give it back
Just 'cause that boy ain't no thug
Don't mean that boy gon' turn rat
Most time that **** who slugged up take down a whole pack
Trayvon Martin had on black and a hoodie
White bitch thought he was a man of war
But in his hand, he had a juice and a candy bar
Yeah they take it far, I guess with no jewelry on
I look like the type to take a car
I let my hair grow wild and crazy
I guess I'm the type to rape a broad
Judging the struggle I got
Thinking I like a certain type of women
'Cause the baby mother's I got, but
[Verse 7]
You don't know me like that
I judge a hustler how he hustle
I judge a lover how she love ya
You judge a book by it's cover, pussy boy
You don't know me like that
I got no problem with gays
I got no problem with Jay
You twist the words that I say
Gutter bitch, you don't know me like that
[Verse 8]
Nobody wanna see me smile
They only wanna see me down
Nobody wanna see me smile
They only wanna see me down, oh, Lord
[Verse 9]
You wanna be me, you couldn't imagine
So many motherfuckers lying
You wanna be me, you couldn't imagine
So many motherfuckers judging, it's ugly
When people talk, but they don't know you like that
Written by: Mykel Cook, Torence Hatch
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