音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
DisgoFeva
表演者
作曲和作词
Jerome O Messam
词曲作者
Ramone A Messam
词曲作者
歌词
Look
Crazy story
Bike life story
FEVA
Look
I got a text off the early mornin
Know it one my men
Said you riding or you hidin
I said fool I'm still in bed
I got up
Then I took a piss
Then I kissed my bitch
Now I'm outside
Bout to get the bike
But somethin not feeling right
Hopped in the truck
N it need some gas
When I was drivin past
I seen some ass
I was tryna smash
Had to focus before I crashed
Got a call from my nigga Smack
He like where you at
I'm round da way
He said KTM died yesterday
I said stop playin
He like nah fo real
It was last night
He got shot
Then I told myself
I knew somethin wasn't right
I'm like what the fuck
Tell me what had happened
But he don't know too much
We gettin deep
Meet me at the church
Everybody pulling up
I got some gas
Then I hit my storage
That's when I had noticed
That the locks
Had a couple marks
Like some one tried to pop
Now I'm feeling heated
Who do I start beef with
Then I started thinkin
Hmmmmmm
Niggas plottin
Hit em wit a stick
That put you in the corner pocket
I ain't rockin
If I catch em
I'm send em like a rocket
But anyway
Gotta pray for better days
Got my bike
And left the way
Gotta get my storage changed
Look
Got to the spot
Where I usually drop
Right der I seen the cops
It was hot
Meet up had to swap
So nobody gets locked
Met up at the strip
Hella bikes n whips
Women showing tits
Before they blitz
Everybody making sure
They shit hit
Talk to my bike
Don't you take my life
You better treat me right
I just washed and changed your oil
So we showing off tonight
Now we in traffic
Reckless how we actin
Bike and shoes matchin
Yeah we zappin
Anybody sleepy
Wake em out his nappy
Look
Whole vibe different
If you know it
Then you know it
N you fuckin right I'm happy
N that fender work show it
Bike lookin crispy
Bet a hater think I stole it
Ion want my pants to sag
But my ass
I'm tryna show it
Thinkin bout my dawgs
How they left n gone
Shouts out to they moms
I ain't know em from a can of paint
Until we had this bond
I looked up
Seen a couple cruisers
Looked like they was chillin
By they wasn't
Hit the lights
I'm like awww shit no they didn't
It was 2
Then to 3 to 4
Then went from 5 to 6
We in the mix
Don't nobody panic
Don't nobody slip
Twenty minutes
They was on our ass
I just had to laugh
Ran em down a one way
To make em fumble
They ain't last
Cut through the park
Then went down the hill
Straight over the grass
I Looked back then I noticed
That my man bust his ass
Pulled up on em
And his head was bleeding
But said he good to go
Fool you tryna hit the hospital
No insurance
Hell no
Made a stop
For like 15 minutes
Smokin and we chillin
And it startin to get dark out
An my hunger startin to kick in
Dropped off the bike
Then went to the crib
And when I walk in
I seen my main girl fuckin her best friend
Writer(s): Jerome Messam
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