音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
Yung Al
Yung Al
表演者
作曲和作词
Yung Al
Yung Al
作曲
Albert York
Albert York
词曲作者

歌词

(Say, Chance, that beat all the way retarded, haha)
Yeah, yeah
(Oh yeah, Sxream, this one for the money)
Yah
Yeah, I feel my story still untold
You ain't never had to get in where you fit in (Yeah)
Lost it all, feel like I had no pot to piss in
They was up and I was down, I walked around
And found my sign and worked my way in (Oh Lord)
Got tired of all that shit, jumped off the deep end
What you know about that get it how you live shit? (Get how you live)
You ain't never had to hustle, you ain't never seen your mama struggle (Yeah), or borrow from your brothers
It got real and I had fell off in that field quick
I been betrayed so I can’t trust 'em, and I can't let it happen again so I'ma bust 'em (Oh, I'ma bust)
Every day a **** clutchin' on that FN (Yom)
I keep it moving, they can't get me
Know some **** lost they life for being friendly (Yom)
And everybody got intentions, they gone block you and try to get in front your mission (Yeah)
So I'm like "Fuck that, if I die one coming with me" (Fuck it)
And they be thinking that I'm on one
I'm full of gas, I'm full of 'Percs, believe I'm on some
Thoughts in my head bout getting bread
I been a playa, I might give that lil' bitch some game but I’ll never pay her
Yeah, I feel my story still untold
You ain't never had to get in where you fit in (Woah)
Lost it all, feel like I had no pot to piss in (Yeah, yeah)
They was up and I was down, I walked around
And found my sign and worked my way in (Woah)
Got tired of all that shit, jumped off the deep end (Yeah)
What you know about that get it how you live shit? (Get how you live)
You ain't never had to hustle, you ain't never seen your mama struggle, or borrow from your brothers (Yeah, yeah)
It got real and I had fell off in that field quick
I been betrayed so I can’t trust 'em (Oh, oh), and I can't let it happen again so I'ma bust 'em
Ru-ru-rumble with the lions, I'm stumping through the jungle with gorillas (Yeah), I can't keep 'em quiet (Yeah)
They waiting on my demise, I'm a blessing in the skies
Try to tell 'em, spin my wheels like propellers, know **** that envy, they jealous
Can't get too close to me, all I need is my weapon (Oh, oh)
I grew up around felons, I know robbers, I know trap **** (I know trap), I can’t mention fam
If I call he come to kill, he ain't got no Instagram
Come do you bad
Can't let 'em block your shine, you gotta pursue your bag (Yeah)
Keep putting it all in they face (Yeah), you gotta make 'em mad
Yeah, I feel my story still untold
You ain't never had to get in where you fit in (Yeah)
Lost it all, feel like I had no pot to piss in
They was up and I was down, I walked around
And found my sign and worked my way in (Oh Lord)
Got tired of all that shit, jumped off the deep end
What you know about that get it how you live shit? (Get how you live)
You ain't never had to hustle, you ain't never seen your mama struggle (Yeah), or borrow from your brothers
It got real and I had fell off in that field quick
I been betrayed so I can’t trust 'em (So I can't trust), and I can't let it happen again so I'ma bust 'em (So I'ma bust)
Yeah, yeah
Yah
If I call he come to kill, he ain't got no Instagram
I'm like "Fuck that, if I die one coming with me"
Written by: Albert York, Yung AL
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