制作
出演艺人
Doodie Lo
表演者
制作和工程
TouchofTrent
制作人
Touch of Trent
制作人
歌词
[Verse 1]
I used to wear my partner clothes
And we fucked a lot of hoes
We came up from that sandbox since a snotty nose
The opps was screaming, "Da-da-do"
Spot his ass, got 'em though
I can't do no back and forth
Ask about me, Mama know
On my dick shit, I was broke
Lee had took me to the plug
Took it from the 'raq to the K, had to double up
This is how the story go, I cut the middle man out
I wasn't in my right mind, I was always xanned out
Lee fucked me up, he doing the drugs
This money short, it's what it was
How the fuck my mama know this ****? It's not adding up
Now they got me mad as fuck
Is it true? Shit, that's enough
Took the **** for like two bricks, ****, give it up
Back up in the trenches, broke it down, and I gave it out
Doodie Lo a good ****, they done brought little David out
Can't nobody save you now
I broke bread and gave it out
Why the fuck you got your gun on you and you ain't bang it out?
Now they say I'm changing up
Is it 'cause I'm famous now? Is it 'cause my money up?
I told him, "No, he owing up"
You pillow talk, you real bitch
And I'm looking like a walking lick
Kill him 'cause he talking shit
He tried to run, so we tossed the switch
But back to the story, though
This is how the story go
I tried to skip some parts of the story, can't ignore it though
I was down more than broke
God granted more though
I moved to the A, me and Von made Me and Doodie Lo
I was still selling weed, in the studio, can't go to sleep
Smurk told me shoot the video, he said don't wait on me
I remember like it's yesterday, dropped the shit an M a day
Now the world know my name off rap, and I'm getting paid
[Verse 2]
It come with a lot of pain
These rappers fake, these **** lame
How the fuck they get my boy? Swear this shit don't feel the same
Aaron died, another loss
Aye, bay bay kids, kill them all
They think because I don't live off in the trenches that I can't knock him off?
Then I lost Q next, bang died two now
Then that bitch played with me
Fuck it, I'm like, who next?
That bitch fouled, two texts
I'ma die a real ****
I could've did her dirty, but I let God deal with her

