歌词
Yeah
Look, every move that I made was calculated
Got these hatin' bitches still wondering how I made it
It's 'cause I put the work in and never complain
Y'all best years were in high school
I'm gettin' better with age
Look, life was crazy
90's baby around mad crooks
Pops was gettin' high
Stealin' one of his last jux
I used to hate school
Make pillows from the class books
The teachers calling home, stay gettin' my ass whooped
'Cause our only rule was be a good student with hard work
I asked for Jordans, my favorite shoe was from Converse
I used to sit on a porch, was chewing a starburst
Momma had all the crack friends doing all yard work
Views from the porch in a ghetto
Walk to the store for a Jello
A drunk lady, all she wore was stilhettos
Grown mad still broke
Tryin' to sell it they 40's
These ain't raps, when I spit this shit
I'm tellin' you a story ****
Oh yeah, that's the tone right there baby (yeah)
Alright, check it
Hit me kissed by the mornin' sun
Cursed by the mornin' star
Nothing feels familiar
Know when you ride a foreign car
Made lemon meringue, from the lemons that life gave me
Been taking it light lately
Keepin' my rice gravy
Be nice baby, lady like just like lady
She blockin' you from seeing ya son, ya wife shady
Always kept it a uno since day uno (yeah)
I run all over the base puro
It's like playing Pujos
Got my foot on the gas
Got my ear to the street
This that turf talk
Y'all **** is hearing my cleats
Creature of the concrete
Dealings kept 'em discrete
Missed breakfast, opted for checking my Cheddar, Mozzarella and Feta (c'mon)
Fuck Fetti, all my fellas is fed up
They went cocaine while I went Coachella
Pack enough heat to withstand the cold weather
Survived Fresno, so the kid know better
Forever and ever and ever and ever (and ever)
Sometimes you hear us say "We got it from a different club"
The gods taught us to be leaders more than a boss
Started with nothin', turned it into somethin'
We-we got-got hurt from a different-different fuckin' club
Sometimes you hear us say "We got it from a different club"
The gods taught us to be leaders more than a boss
Started with nothin', turned it into somethin'
We-we-we-we-we, we got it from a different club
Written by: Justin Dante Cross, Marche Lashawn, Santiago Leyva
