制作
作曲和作词
Christopher Smith
词曲作者
歌词
(Okay Jones)
See, I can rock a show, but I'm still trappin'
Miss my ****, damn, wish that shit ain't happen
On the block, no protection, they gon' score, no questions
Will I ever find my exit? I throw up my blessings, yop
So thugged out
They had love for me, but then they watched my shit run out
Took my **** out the streets, that's when they took the fun out it
Gotta keep my gun by me
They don't like what a **** be sayin', tell 'em do somethin' 'bout it
Came through with another chopper, this bitch here go through houses
Better hide your mama
****, all my friends dead, I just fuck up commas
Yeah, I keep one in the head, he say he gon' stop me
That's another body
I don't know nothin' 'bout him, ****, fuck a bounty
My young **** killin' for me with no problem
Let bro do the honors
Was gon' walk the **** down, he said, "No, I got him"
Steppin' ain't no problem
Long live the mafia, you don't want no problems
I fell in love with the streets, I ain't go to college
Really run my projects, I know you heard about me
Catch one, stretch one, ****, the same day
Free Tay, ain't see my **** since like eighth grade
Took him out the game, remember it like yesterday
You ain't ridin' for the gang, you shouldn't even come this way
I talk to my **** grave, so much shit I wanna say
Livin' life, so amazed how my lil' **** changed
Don't even trip, we gon' get this money
Hard times, we hit licks, fuck around and bust you
When you down real bad, you see who really for you
'Member I ain't had shit, they ain't throw me nothin'
Headfirst in this shit, grew up in the jungle
So many snakes in the grass, I ain't see it comin'
He don't pay, get on his ass, make him pay up double
Long live the mafia, you don't want no problems
I fell in love with the streets, I ain't go to college
Really run my projects, I know you heard about me
Catch one, stretch one, ****, the same day
So thugged out
They had love for me, but then they watched my shit run out
Took my **** out the streets, that's when they took the fun out it
Gotta keep my gun by me
They don't like what a **** be sayin', tell 'em do somethin' 'bout it
Written by: Christopher Smith
