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作曲和作词
William Brennan Albury
词曲作者
歌词
I'm tryna run up this money, yo
Coming so fast I cant see it, money
I'm tryna run up this money, yo
I cannot fuck with you ****, we don't got no common ground
My old bitch just hit me like, why you ain't tell me you back in town
I'm tryna run up this money, you just wanna run your mouth
I don't know who you remember, but listen, it's not me now
I cannot fuck with you ****, we don't got no common ground
My old bitch just hit me like, why you ain't tell me you back in town
I'm tryna run up this money, you just wanna run your mouth
I don't know who you remember, but listen, it's not me now
I ain't tryna earn no honest living
Boo, I'm out here tryna make a killing
Girl, I'm too honest to play with your feelings, for real
I need a bad bitch that's one in a million
You might be that, so let's skip all the Netflix chillin
I need you to pack, we leave a stat
Wait till you see this birdbath I'm building
Colorado view, it got the mountains in it
When you land, you might never go back
I ain't go to school to study physics
Got in the game and I learned the business
This shit here go deeper than rap
Poof, gone, back on the flight
Left in the dead of the night
I bring the pack to your door, long as the price is right
They told me my city was starving, so I been giving them life
But I know that my city got problems, that's why I'm treading light
Then poof, gone, back on the flight
Left in the dead of the night
Got a lil' bad one with me, she want a day in the life
Got a lil' fast one with me, them be my favorite type
Shorty they gon' last, or we gonna crash
Written by: William Brennan Albury

