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作曲和作词
Robert Brandon Goolsby
Robert Brandon Goolsby
词曲作者
David Cortesao
David Cortesao
词曲作者

歌词

I've been on the rise, I've been out here livin' sky high
It's a shame how I got here to survive
I've been on the low, politickin', chillin with the bros,
Never change, we just stickin' to the code
Blow it in the breeze, meditatin', tryin' to find my peace
It's insane how they'll do you in the streets
Droppin' to my knees, me and my creator need to speak,
Need some space, let a real **** breathe
Remember shootin' the Jay when I was little,
Nowadays we tryna' to get paid to spit a riddle
Lyrics minimized, had to spend time healin' some scars,
All on my own
Some bridges burned, visions aligned, you find a zone
We ain't trippin', you know I got it
Flexin' like a pimp wit' Lint inside of my pocket
Runnin' through these women pretendin' I'm civilized
Had to change up the vision, my spirit was criticized
Oh
Word to momma she wasn't peachy
Held the family wit' no problem, that shit ain't easy
Countin' all my blessings, collectin' my space and time
Couldn't think what I'd do without my momma
Thinkin' bout the days, they pass me by
But I swear not a day goes passin' by
I just wanna say I thank you
And for real ain't too many things I can't do
But I swear not a day goes passin' by
You know I do anything for you mama
You knowin' that I do anything for you
You know that I would do anything for you mama
You know that I would do anything for you
Look, let's reminisce and try to take it back
When we was mournin' on the south side of the Raq
This was the funerals we had on the 9
I lost my auntie, that sent chills up my spine
That made me realize I've had enough
It's time to stack it up, countin' new blessings
Blue faces, I count em up
I gotta say all of the game you left in us
Payin' off cause I'm up now
It's not like life is gravy, though I act like shit is fine
Pressure and anxiety that's runnin' through my mind
Just know Ma that I pray sometimes
And I think sometimes
That one day everything gon' be alright
No happily ever after, gotta get it on your own
I had to find the beauty in myself bein' alone
Just never ran astray from God
Had to bet on myself, stayin' ready
I'm just waitin' on my time
And they steady hating
It's all good, I know who got me
Middle fingers up to hatin' **** that's watchin
Everybody lie, and they cheat, and they plot, and they deceive
End of the day, who are they to criticize me
Man, I know I got em' pissed off
Stirrin' up the pot, gon' make a scene when I lift off
Young Haze, connect the pieces just like a jigsaw
Big dog, never let the sheep talk
Thinkin' bout the days, they pass me by
Man, I swear not a day goes passin' by
I just wanna say I thank you
And for real, ain't too many things I can't do
Man, I swear not a day goes passin' by
You know I'd do anything for you, mama
You knowin' that I'd do anything for you
I'll do anything for you
You knowin' that I'd do anything for you, mama
You knowin' that I'd do anything for you
Ooo, ooo, ooo
You know, you know, oh
You know I love you mama
No one above you mama
We'll turn that Louis to a Birkin
In no time, oh mama
You know I love you mama
No one above you mama
We'll turn that Louis to a Birkin
In no time, oh mama
So how's things goin' witcha'
Uh, Up and downs here and there im tryna' st-
I know, i know we don't need no ups and downs
Oh god, But thats life
Mm-hmm, yes indeed, yes indeed
Yeah
Tryna' to stay away from the women
Ah, oh, yeah, well, you know they hungry out there
You know
There's so many women and they don't have enough men
So they be two, three of em' be tryna' to get you
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, you gotta run brammy
You gotta' run
Mm, yeah
Full sprint, full sprint, full sprint, full sprint, full sprint
Written by: David Cortesao, Robert Brandon Goolsby
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